Tague and I then decided to go the opposite way, slowly and quietly.
As we walked down the hallway, we could hear voices growing louder and louder, women's voices. It wasn’t anything loud, just consistent, women talking to each other. We came to the end of the hallway as it turned right. We looked around the corner and saw the hallway reach a large open space, a large room, with a large set of doors on the far side, the penthouse suite, Cain's throne room.
I turned to talk with Tague, but noticed down the hallway we had just come down by, a woman, standing there with a jug or pitcher, looking right at us. We hadn’t heard a thing. I waited for a split second to see if our plan was up, if the woman would scream and gunfire would come raining down on us. Instead, she just stood there. I raised my finger to my mouth and she shook her head yes. She put the pitcher down and came walking up to us.
"Who are you?" she whispered when she got close to us.
"No one," Tague replied, but I said "We're here to help."
Tague gave me the stink eye...
Before she could reply to our confusing statements, I began explaining to her about our meeting with Blevin and all we knew about their situation and what we intended to do.
"You're going to kill Cain and Hammond?" she asked, with a hint of incredulity.
When she put it that way, it did seem ridiculous. But I answered that we wanted to help, and if killing the man was the case, then we would. She asked us to follow her as she stepped out into the main room, walking toward the doors. I was about to go right after when Tague grabbed my arm. I shrugged my shoulders and went after her. At the time, to me, there seemed like nothing else to really do. Again, I am not a trained professional assassin. Tague followed me begrudgingly. He told me later he couldn’t believe I was simply walking into it.
The other women looked at us in shock, but the woman we were following indicated to them to be quiet. We came up to the double set doors and she simply pointed in there, and then pointed at our guns. It was time. She came up to me and whispered in my ear:
“Big room, just shoot at everything.”
You can imagine my confusion at such a statement at the time. What I remember even more than the confusion was that my heart was racing so fast I think my whole body twitched with every heartbeat. In a few seconds, we were either going to kill someone we didn’t know or be killed in the process. I looked over at Tague who displayed his typical coolness and disregard for emotion, but even he told me afterwards just how terrified he was at the moment. I sure wish I looked as cool as he did.
We opened the door and the initial scene was completely unexpected. It was a large penthouse room, with a small hallway leading into a large room, set down lower than the hallway. The whole opposite side of the room was one large window, with couches of all sorts up against this invisible wall. I assume that the view of the ocean from this vantage point would have been fantastic had it not been ruined by the utter shock of what I saw.
There was a man lying on a couch facing the large door, seemingly passed out. That was the normal part of the scene. To either side of him, dangling from the ceiling, were the bodies of two women, strung up by wire or rope. The bodies had been gagged, but I instantly saw from the way they twisted to look at me that they hadn’t been permanently killed. As soon as we opened the door, they began to moan through the gags covering their mouths. To the far left of the room was a large makeshift cage, bolted or welded from the floor to the ceiling, and inside were at least a dozen or more zombies, all of these also muffled and gagged. They began crashing onto the bars of the cage as well, groaning and moaning, making a considerable amount of noise that initially did nothing to wake up the lone figure on the couch.
A second or two after we opened the door, a second figure came walking into
As we walked down the hallway, we could hear voices growing louder and louder, women's voices. It wasn’t anything loud, just consistent, women talking to each other. We came to the end of the hallway as it turned right. We looked around the corner and saw the hallway reach a large open space, a large room, with a large set of doors on the far side, the penthouse suite, Cain's throne room.
I turned to talk with Tague, but noticed down the hallway we had just come down by, a woman, standing there with a jug or pitcher, looking right at us. We hadn’t heard a thing. I waited for a split second to see if our plan was up, if the woman would scream and gunfire would come raining down on us. Instead, she just stood there. I raised my finger to my mouth and she shook her head yes. She put the pitcher down and came walking up to us.
"Who are you?" she whispered when she got close to us.
"No one," Tague replied, but I said "We're here to help."
Tague gave me the stink eye...
Before she could reply to our confusing statements, I began explaining to her about our meeting with Blevin and all we knew about their situation and what we intended to do.
"You're going to kill Cain and Hammond?" she asked, with a hint of incredulity.
When she put it that way, it did seem ridiculous. But I answered that we wanted to help, and if killing the man was the case, then we would. She asked us to follow her as she stepped out into the main room, walking toward the doors. I was about to go right after when Tague grabbed my arm. I shrugged my shoulders and went after her. At the time, to me, there seemed like nothing else to really do. Again, I am not a trained professional assassin. Tague followed me begrudgingly. He told me later he couldn’t believe I was simply walking into it.
The other women looked at us in shock, but the woman we were following indicated to them to be quiet. We came up to the double set doors and she simply pointed in there, and then pointed at our guns. It was time. She came up to me and whispered in my ear:
“Big room, just shoot at everything.”
You can imagine my confusion at such a statement at the time. What I remember even more than the confusion was that my heart was racing so fast I think my whole body twitched with every heartbeat. In a few seconds, we were either going to kill someone we didn’t know or be killed in the process. I looked over at Tague who displayed his typical coolness and disregard for emotion, but even he told me afterwards just how terrified he was at the moment. I sure wish I looked as cool as he did.
We opened the door and the initial scene was completely unexpected. It was a large penthouse room, with a small hallway leading into a large room, set down lower than the hallway. The whole opposite side of the room was one large window, with couches of all sorts up against this invisible wall. I assume that the view of the ocean from this vantage point would have been fantastic had it not been ruined by the utter shock of what I saw.
There was a man lying on a couch facing the large door, seemingly passed out. That was the normal part of the scene. To either side of him, dangling from the ceiling, were the bodies of two women, strung up by wire or rope. The bodies had been gagged, but I instantly saw from the way they twisted to look at me that they hadn’t been permanently killed. As soon as we opened the door, they began to moan through the gags covering their mouths. To the far left of the room was a large makeshift cage, bolted or welded from the floor to the ceiling, and inside were at least a dozen or more zombies, all of these also muffled and gagged. They began crashing onto the bars of the cage as well, groaning and moaning, making a considerable amount of noise that initially did nothing to wake up the lone figure on the couch.
A second or two after we opened the door, a second figure came walking into
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