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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Festy_Dog" data-source="post: 1620026" data-attributes="member: 2561">[ooc: And so we come to the next installment of the mini series which exists only to prevent a thread falling off the edge of the map. In this episode our intrepid survivors will encounter more death, mystery and mediocre writing skill. Eager to find out what happens next? Neither am I! Huzzah!]Three was ripped to shreds by the assortment of ball bearings and other miscellaneous shrapnel that graced his being. Eleven was standing in the hallway by the door and the right side of his body was exposed to the blast inside the room. Eleven's right arm and leg suddenly jerked forward and he spun to the ground. Instinctively he pulled his gun's trigger, and six rounds were quietly unloaded into the wall and ceiling as he fell.Ten had dropped to a crouch at the explosion, and afterwards glanced into the monitor room and grimaced before turning his attention to Eleven, who was groaning on the ground. A series of profanities escaped Eleven's lips as he lay there."Hold still, I'll call a medic," Ten said.Eleven wasn't looking well, his right arm and leg were badly torn up. A quick tally in Ten's head told him the only one left with significant medical training was Five, who would have been his preferred choice anyway. He made the call.Elsewhere in the complex, One was trying to determine who he could send to help Three cover the monitors. The dozen who had breached the building had been halved, and One was close to sweating blood over the situation."Five, I want y-" One was cut off by a thump and a slight tremor, he continued, "I want you to get to the monitor room. Hustle. Two, keep up the work on the door, I've got your back."As much as he regretted doing so, he realised he needed to enquire as to what might have happened."We need a medic at the monitor room!" Ten's voice came through urgently, "Three tripped a Claymore, he's gone and Eleven's hurt bad.""Five is on his way now, how is the security room?""F<img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f642.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=":)" title="Smile    :)"  data-smilie="1"data-shortname=":)" />cked."It was a catastrophe, but One had to salvage what he could."Patch Eleven up, bring him back here, then I want you and Five to lay the rest of the erasers."He received an affirmative from the other end, and proceeded to keep a vigilant watch for the next four or so minutes."Got it!" Two said behind him, and the heavy blast door to the central computer lab slid open.She effeciently packed up the electronics gear she used and moved inside the room to a computer terminal. Finally something good. Though initially problematic, the door had been opened five minutes ahead of schedule. Two had great respect in this area of expertise for a reason. One followed her in to assist where he could."Ten, what's your status?" he barked into his headpiece."Eleven's stable and we're on our way there now," Ten replied.One stepped into the computer lab, and without warning the blast door slammed securely shut behind him.</blockquote>

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