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You part ways with the others and walk back along the docks, past the submarine and the other two empty spaces. The water is black as oil, and remains dark even when your flashlights sweep over it. It's completely still, suggesting there might be a bulkhead acting as a barrier from the open ocean currents. Wherever it might be, though, is beyond the range of your flashlights. Finally you walk past the last empty dock and turn to your left to proceed along the wall. You meet another sealed blast door, and shortly after that, a steel door that can be opened. Sgt. Dowson-Frost walks to it, turning the wheel as he says: "Weapons ready, gentlemen. This damn place looks empty, but better safe than sorry, as they say".

Smalls Kemp

Smalls stands a couple of meters away from the door, right in front of it, M1919 in hand. He waves at Tom, pointing at the door. "Tom, take the flank." He nods at Dowson-Frost.

The door opens up to reveal another corridor ahead. Sgt. Dowson-Frost sneers as he says: "Well, the jerrys here liked digging, huh?". After making sure there's no sound coming up from the other end, you start walking, weapons at the ready. This corridor is slightly downhill, gray and squared. The air gets stagnant down here, although still breathable. Once again you feel like you're entering a tomb, and a vague sensation surfaces on your mind: you shouldn't be here.
The corridor turns left to reveal a second door. You focus on the task at hand, gathering around the door as Sgt. Dowson-Frost turns the wheel and you rush in, ready for anything... but it's just another empty room. Empty... except for a large diesel generator, probably large enough to power up the whole base - if only it was working.

"Anybody think they can get this started?"

Tom examines the generator to see if he can make head or tail of it...

Tom kicks the generator in frustration.

Mechanical Repair,Mechanical Repair 70% . . 60 http://orokos.com/roll/544298

"Wait... I think I got it."

There are some tools on the floor nearby the generator - a hammer, a screwdriver, etc. Smalls grabs them and tinkers around for a couple of minutes. Finally, the generator comes back to life, and the lights along with it.

You hear a screeching metallic sound from the direction of the docks, and a thundering clash of steel against steel. Then, again, silence wraps up the base.

Dowson-Frost turns off the flashlight as he says: "Well, this will make things easier. Looks like something happened, with the power being back up. Shall we go and check that out?"

Smalls Kemp

Smalls gets up, cleaning his hands from the grease and dust accumulated on the generator. "I bet the blast doors are working now. Let's go."

Tom Major

"Let's take it steady though. We might have alerted someone to our presence."

Tom readies his machine gun and makes his way back out through the door, secretly hoping for an opportunity to try out the Panzerfaust

You walk back through the corridor to the docks area, weapons ready. There's light now, and this means you don't have to rely on the flickering lights of the flashlights. Once you pass through the steel hatch and head back into the docks area, you can now see the vast area in its entirety. All three docks are empty, and there's no trace of movement. Only on your right, where the exit for the submarines should be located, there are no lights, and darkness still shrouds everything. Still, most of the eeriness is gone, dispelled by the bright electrical light. As you walk on docks, your footsteps echoing in the silence, looking at the large structures over your heads, derricks and gantries, you only feel a creeping sense of loneliness, even melancholy maybe. This place is dead and it should be left to rest in peace, you can't help but think.

But you still have a job to do, before you can leave. You stop in front of a large blast door you walked next to before reaching the door for the power room. The door is still closed, but it looks like the control panel can now be operated.

Tom examines the control panel and attempts to open the blast door.

"Weapons ready chaps.."

There's only two buttons on the control panel, so it's not hard to figure out which one is the "open" button. The blast door opens with a grinding metallic noise that seems to echoes forever in the empty docks area. Dowson-Frost looks around nervously, moving his weapon up and down as he scouts the surrounding area. Still, there's no movement whatsoever, and a few seconds later, the door is completely open, revealing another corridor. After maybe 8 or 10 meters, right in front of you, there's a closed door, a simple wooden door this time. The corridor then turns right and continues past the door.

Tom listens at the wooden door..
He can't hear anything so he carefully tries to push or pull the door open, indicating to the others to cover him.

As you get close to the door, you can now see the corridor proceeding on your right for about ten meters, where it ends with a closed blast door. After the corridor turns to the right, there's another wooden door, on the right wall, closed. Again, you can't see or hear anything strange. So you slowly push open the door in front of you.

At first, you're surprised to see blackened walls, instead of the usual gray. Then you realize it's not an aesthetic choice: there are charred cabinet files lining the walls, and shards of what's left of tables and chairs, burned down. But there's something more horrible that immediately catches your eyes: there's a body dangling down from an air vent. It's the upper part of a human torso, swaying lightly, as if someone hung him head down.

Spot Hidden,There are horrible wounds on the body, that were certainly lethal.

Tom Major

With one eye on the body, Tom looks to see if he can find any useful information that has survived in the cabinets.

Whether or not he finds anything, he also has a look to see if he can determine what caused the lethal wounds.

Smalls Kemp

"Good God..." Smalls whispers while approaching the body, trying to see how is it hanging from there, machine gun in hand.

As you walk close, the corpse's eyes open widely, and it lets out a groan. Then it stands still for a long, horrible moment, its white eyes seemingly fixed on you; before being yanked upwards inside the vent. You can hear thumps and bangs coming from inside the vent, as if being dragged away rapidly. "Fuck!", you hear Dowson-Frost screaming, his gun pointing towards the vent now, shaking slightly.

Sanity,Roll against a 1D2 Sanity loss.

Tom Major Tom blinks, wondering if his mind is playing tricks.

"Jesus! Stay away from the vent!"

Smalls Kemp

Sanity roll,Sanity = [b]50 . . 46[/b] [url]http://orokos.com/roll/553071[/url]

"What the hell?!?!"