Play@YSDC

Sarah Thomas and Michael Kowalski are here at the University, trying to rest to heal some of the physical and mental damage when they get the call from the new agents.

"I'm not in the best of shape," says Mike, "but I'll do what I can. I want revenge on these things more than anyone. I want a weapon this time, though." He is reluctant to trust Sarah after her earlier craziness, but he knows he has to work with her. There is nobody else, and maybe her madness will be useful.

Sarah asks one of the hospital staff for directions to the dorm room.

"It is a short walk across the campus, past the other academic buildings and the student center. Its hard to miss, the brick eyesore. You'd normally need a keycard linked to the dorm but lots of kids just knock on the door and the poor bastards who live next to it let them in" says Dr. Beller.

"Can I get a gun somewhere?" asks Mike. "I don't care to tangle with one of those things unarmed again, not after what happened last time."

Sarah nods and heads off across the campus in the direction indicated, her chainsaw, smattered with dried blood, dangling by her side. When she reaches the dorm building she gives the door a heavy shove in case it's been left ajar.

Sarah isn't so lucky, the door is locked. She can hear music from inside.

Dr. Beller hands Mike a scalpel. "I'm afraid that's all I have, the campus security should at least have a taser and pepper spray, I can call the officer on duty."

"Thanks," says Mike, taking the scalpel, which is better than nothing. "Have the officer meet us there." He hurries after Sarah.

Mike catches up to Sarah. The door is locked, but you could probably force the doors apart.

Sarah revs her chainsaw and attempts to cut the door from its hinges.
"Stand back, Mike," she mutters.

While Mike thinks there are better ways to force the doors open, he's not going to argue with her. He stays back.

The glass shatters on contact with the chainsaw, and one half of the glass door is now gone. The agents can easily enter and exit. Someone is yelling, "What was that?" from a nearby room.

Sarah runs down the corridor to the room given and (assuming she finds it) hammers on the door with her fist.

Mike hurries after Sarah, though he stays out of chainsaw range in case of wild swings.

Room 515 is on the fifth floor of the dorm. The staircase has a few students who are too shocked at Sarah's bloody chainsaw to do anything. The fifth floor is a sight to behold. A Caligulaesque party is taking place. Men take shots off of naked women, there are people screwing all around. The smell of burning tobacco and weed is in the air, and some people are doing lines. The music is deafening, all surrounding. Most of the kids who see Sarah panic and run, except those who are too inebriated or unconscious. There is pandemonium, some of the people on the ground are getting trampled as all the intoxicated students try to flee into the other unsuspecting party goers who couldn't hear the screams over the music. At least one person looks absolutely mangled, a naked body with limbs bent in freakish unnatural ways, his face blank. Blood is all on the floor.

Even with all this most people can't hear over that deafening club music, so no one has left the rooms. The targets should still be inside.

OOC:   San Check: Violence 0/1d3 for Mike, 1/1d6 for Sarah (extra for causing the panic)

"I haven't been to college in a long time," says Mike, "but it was nothing like this when I did." He examines the body to see if there are any signs of infection.

OOC,Sanity roll (current level 63) for seeing the corpse: [dice]0[/dice]

There's no yellow liquid or any signs of a seeder organ in his throat.

"They all fled from here in a hurry. In fact they couldn't get out fast enough," says Sarah as she turns of the stereo.
She gestures towards some of the revellers passed out drunk in a heap. "Some of them are probably infected, we'd better finish them off to make sure.".

Sarah readies her chainsaw.

"Don't do that!" says Mike quickly. "It's easy enough to check. Someone who's infected would have yellow liquid, and you'd be able to see the seeder in their throats. Look at the dead guy. He doesn't have any traces of infection. You can't just carve everyone up or...you'll run out of fuel!"

Sarah eyes Mike suspiciously.
"Ok", she says, eventually.

She tries the handle of the first of the rooms.