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by **ShadowWake** on Mon May 26, 2008 6:36 am

"Sounds about right," Steph muttered, "Like I said, who better to test it on than those who are going to die anyway...?"

She was strangely relieved not to have to lie to the young guard - Michael Smythe - and hugely relieved that he had not yet pointed a pistol at her head. She wondered vaguely whether he suspected she was on death row or not: Alex had mentioned that she should not be wandering around on her own, but whether the guard had realised what that meant was another matter...

Leaning to look at the piece of paper, her shackles rattled gently as she pointed to one of the ingredients of the 'vaccine'.

"That," Steph stated bluntly, tapping the long word, "Is a class A drug: supposedly a sedative but with serious side-effects. And that," she pointed at another as her green eyes scanned down the list, "I swear was banned by the government about ten years ago now. Whatever this is, they've packed it with shit that shouldn't even be near a human, let alone injected into them..."

Steph snorted with laughter as Michael read out the footnote. "I bet there were," she muttered in return, "And if the doctor has any sense he'd be hiding by now. I'd say death row is down to less than twenty inmates and that's not including the missing guards. Fuck knows what I'm going to do..."

Aw, shit... she cursed her big mouth, If he didn't know before then he does now...

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by **Uchi** on Mon May 26, 2008 6:44 am

Alex glared at Steph. He'd only just got him away from the gun. "I didn't even know there was a doctor in the prison, I haven't seen one since those checks they did a while back." He stood behing Michael to look at what Steph had been pointing at. "Yeah, they've pretty much all been banned. A kid in my old class used to sell that to the junkies." He pointed out one of the names. "She called it a shitload better than heroin. A few kids ODed on it."

by **Janice Aizawa** on Wed May 28, 2008 7:49 am

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by **St.Jimmy** on Wed May 28, 2008 9:13 am

Michael's eyes darted upwards. He might have relaxed minutely but he was still on alert, and he instantly got what the girl had just said.

"Death row?" He looked at her. "You're on death row, aren't you? Shit. I..." He stopped. He hadn't known she was on death row before and he reminded himself of all the reasons he'd had to trust her. Just because she was a higher class prisoner didn't diminish those reasons; it even made them stronger. Surely, if she was so dangerous and prone to attacks, then she would have done it by now. Unless, said a little voice of doubt, unless she didn't do anything because you didn't know she was on death row...

No. That was ridiculous. He decided to trust her. Swallowing, he tried to act as though his revelation about her danger status had not happened.

"So, they pumped prisoners with this illegal shit. It's never been mixed before, I'm guessing. So God knows what the side effects were. I'm not surprised that the doctor's hiding somewhere." His eyes flicked up suddenly, looking vaguely panicked. "Hey, if something really bad has happened, it could be contaigous. Do you have a lockdown system here? That traps people in? In case of a mass breakout or something?" Even as he spoke, an alarm started wailing.

by **Uchi** on Wed May 28, 2008 9:19 am

"fuuccckk..Lockdown? Already?" People were moving to their cell rows. What the hell was Steph gonna do? "It's not about staying safe in your cell...at least.." He moved closer to the guy, voice lowered. "At least..not for Steph."

by **St.Jimmy** on Wed May 28, 2008 9:34 am

Michael looked at him. He was beginning to panic and his mouth went very dry. Lockdown? But what had happened? Was there something contaigous or dangerous?

"What do you want to do?" he asked Alex, trying to remain calm.

by **ShadowWake** on Wed May 28, 2008 9:39 am

The lockdown siren started wailing like an overly-amorous tom-cat and Steph looked up angrily, the slightest trace of concern lacing her green eyes.

"Oh shit," she stated simply, her gaze meeting Alex's and noting the mirrored concern in their depths, "What the fucking hell am I going to do now?"

Her dark-haired head twisted around, automatically trying to find something that would give her a hint on what to do. Giving up when only concrete and steel met her senses, she looked at the new guard with a sigh. "I guess you'd better take me back down East wing," Steph told him, running a shackled hand through her hair, "Though you'd better get the fuck out of there as quickly as you can."

Seeing that Alex was about to protest, she shook her head, silencing him. "Look, kid: at the end of the day, I am a death row prisoner. I will be dead in less than a year anyway, so what difference does it make? Unless you have any more bright ideas up that sleeve of yours?"

by **St.Jimmy** on Wed May 28, 2008 9:46 am

Michael felt scared himself. Lockdown meant a locking down of all the cells, but in his briefing that morning he had also been told that it meant all the exterior doors were locked until the prisoners were safely returned to their cells. Of course, that was for a mass breakout. This could be something else.

"Look," he said; "I don't think we need to worry about the cells being locked, unless this really is just a breakout attempt. I think we need to worry about why they've gone into lockdown, and the fact that all the ways out of here have been locked too." He took his gun out of his belt. This was just his pistol; the shotguns, he had been told, were near the guard bases in combination lockers. They had limited ammo anyway. There was also a baton in his belt.

"Maybe we should go to the East Wing and see what's going on," he said hesitantly, hating himself and wondering why this terrified child who didn't want to be here was suggesting such a thing.

by **Uchi** on Wed May 28, 2008 10:05 am

"Eugh. I don't know." He looked at Steph, suddenly panicked at how little she seemed to care about what was happening. "This is too weird. I..I don't know what to do. What's supposed to happen? Steph, you can't just go back there. Not alone."

by **ShadowWake** on Wed May 28, 2008 10:56 am

Steph looked from one to the other, suddenly realising that she was the eldest of the three. Maybe she aught to start acting like it...?

She sighed, running her hand through her hair again and messing it up more than usual. "Ok," she said decisively, "So far, our new guard - Michael here - has come up with the only alternative option: to go and check it out. If we don't go do so, how we gonna know what the hell we're facing?"

Her green gaze settled on Michael's and then Alex's, a small smile curling the corner of her mouth. "So we stick together, yeah? My brawn, Michael's authority - and gun - and your clever plans... we 'aint got nothin' to worry about." Steph grinned further, her eyes glinting almost manically. "Besides, it beats sitting in my cell all damn day..."

And she set off down the corridor at a quick pace.

by **St.Jimmy** on Wed May 28, 2008 11:21 am

'Michael's authority' ... had that been a jibe? Or had she just meant that if other guards saw him with the prisoners they wouldn't challenge them? Somehow, he felt it had been a mixture of both. But the gun ... he had the gun, and that made him feel a little braver. In his immaturity, he didn't realize that they could overpower him in an instant and take the gun. Instead, he felt like he was suddenly the most equipped, the most likely to survive. It made him feel better.

He followed after Steph, but then decided to catch up, realizing that it would look less conspicuous if she was accompanied by a guard. The level that they had been on was the basement; death row extended underground. A lot of the prison levels had been built underground, to save space above for offices and also to make it a little more difficult for an escape attempt to work.

The further they descended, the louder the noise became. Michael noticed that his hand was shaking and he was powerless to stop it. The gun trembled from side to side.

"Shit. Is this usually how noisy it is down here?"

by **ShadowWake** on Wed May 28, 2008 12:55 pm

Steph heard the noise the same time that Michael commented on it and all the hairs on the back of her neck rose. She really didn't like what her gut was trying to tell her...

"No..." she murmured, slowing down and glancing across first to the young guard and then Alex to confirm, "I mean, it's noisy but not like this..."

A scream echoed down the corridor, reverberating off of the concrete walls, and Steph felt a shiver slide down her spine. All of a sudden the scream was cut off, leaving low thuds and shuffling in its wake, shadows flickering upon the walls from around the corner up ahead.

Suddenly, Steph didn't want to know what was going on in the East Wing anymore. She started backing off, her wide green eyes betraying the only fear she had ever known, and her shackled hands grasping at Michael's uniform, pulling him back with her.

"Let's go... Come on - now!" Grasping Alex's hand as she passed and still holding tightly onto Michael's sleeve, she spun on her heel and ran.

Fuck Death Row... she thought to herself, This way way more terrifying...

by **St.Jimmy** on Wed May 28, 2008 3:21 pm

Michael was being dragged along by Steph, who looked terrified. He resisted the urge to start firing his gun at the corner from which the noises were coming round and instead looked round for another guard, anyone, to tell him what was happening.

"What if the door at the top to get up to the ground floor is locked?" he panted at the others.

by **dragonelf68** on Wed May 28, 2008 4:13 pm

Blaine was in the armory when he heard the lockdown siren.
"Great. I wonder what it is now," he murmered to himself. He strapped on his pistol and pepper spray and grabbed a shotgun.
He stepped outside of the armory to be greeted by a creature that resembled a human with most of it's skin rotted off.
"Holy shit!" He yelled as he shot it in the head with the shotgun. He radioed to another guard, "What the hell is happening!?" He yelled.

by **ShadowWake** on Wed May 28, 2008 4:16 pm

"Then I don't know about you," Steph told him, "but I'm going to fucking claw at it until my hands bleed. I 'aint stayin' in here with whatever's around that corner."

As her lungs grasped at the oxygen, her pounding heart pumping it around her tense body and adrenaline kick-starting in her veins, some of the fear that gripped her started to ease and soon her head was clear once more. Steph slowed slightly to a fast walk - letting go of the two young men - and chewed her bottom lip in thought, running a hand through her ruffled black hair.

"Okay," she said, half to calm herself and half to reassure Alex and Michael, "Okay. There's a fork up ahead: the right route goes back up towards the mess-hall and the left goes to the West wing." Her green eyes met Alex's. "What do you think?"

Just then, a crackling shout came from Michael's belt and Steph grasped at the radio like a dying man finding water. "Fuck knows," she answered the call, forgetting herself in her panic, "We're down in the East wing basement. There's... I dunno... things chasing after us. I think whatever it is has got all of the Death Row prisoners... virtually all," she corrected herself, remembering who she was.

by **dragonelf68** on Wed May 28, 2008 4:26 pm

I went back into the armory and locked the door hoping that I wouldn't be noticed and that if I was, nothing would be able to come through. I radioed again.
"What the hell is happening!" I yelled into the speaker.
This time I got a reply. "There's been an outbreak! People are turning into zombies! We've got to something before we all di-" He was cut off by his own screams. I could hear him yelling for help and sounds of a zombie chewing on him.
"My god," I said to myself.
"Attention all guards! Get yourselves, and what prisoners you can find outside of their cells up to either the security room, the armory, or the guards lounge as soon as possible!" I said into the radio.

by **Uchi** on Wed May 28, 2008 4:51 pm

Alex hadn't spoken since Steph had started to pull him backwards. He was too busy thinking. this was fucking ridiculous. The situation defied logic. "Go left, Mess hall is gonna be too crowded. What with - I don't know. Come on." It was his turn to pull people along, stopping when he reached his cell row. "Heeyyy...Allexxx..what you got there?" He'd forgotten it was already lockdown. The slimey prisoners next to his cell where leering at him, and Steph. but mainly steph. "Nothing..just..just stay in your cells." He pulled the two along further, hearing shouts of things along the lines of "whhere you goinn? dont leaveee..." Alex stopped again, this time round a corner, near to the stock cupboards for the West Wing. "Ok. so what's the gameplan?"

by **dragonelf68** on Wed May 28, 2008 8:07 pm

Blaine remembered the door that leads to the security room. He checked the lock on the armory and reinforced the windows with the kevlar vests. He then kicked open the door to the secuirty room and checked it for abnormalitys. He locked the door to the outside and checked the moniters.
He saw 3 people, one appeared to be a guard, in the west wing. He picked up the radio.
"Hey. The guard in the west wing! I need you to bring the 2 prisoners you have with you up to the security room or the armory as quickly as possible." I said into the radio and then picked up the intercom.
"Will all guards please report to the armory or the security room as quickly as possible."

by **St.Jimmy** on Thu May 29, 2008 12:57 am

Some of the prisoners were looking at him menacingly and Michael hoped like hell they wouldn't suddenly break out. They reached the door at the top and his worst fear was realized - it was locked. He grabbed the radio back from Steph, which was crackling out a message.

"The door is fucking locked! What the hell am I supposed to do?" he yelled into the radio.

Then he noticed the control pad on the wall. Perhaps lockdown hadn't gone complete down here yet. He knew the upper levels would all be locked firmly but perhaps he could override this. Praying he remembered the access code right, he pulled down the cover on the pad and punched in a few numbers. To his relief, the door opened.

"What about them?" he said to Steph and Alex, indicating the prisoners who were locked in.

by **ShadowWake** on Thu May 29, 2008 6:21 am

Steph had seen the leers the prisoners had given her and for once in her life, didn't play on them, her top lip curling into a sneer.

"In your dreams, motherfuckers..." she growled at them, out of ear shot of the two boys, and then turned as Michael - nice Michael - asked what thy should do with the locked up prisoners. Her mouth opened to tell him to leave them to rot but she closed it again immediately. She was a murderer, yes, but at least she felt her murders had been justified; this would just be out-and-out slaughter.

"Get me out of these," Steph answered first, holding her shackles up to Michael, knowing that he would have the skeleton key every guard had to open handcuffs, "I promise I'll be a good girl..." she added with a mischievious smile, a flicker of her original humour returning for an instant.

Michael undid her shackles and she rubbed her wrists with relief. How long had she had those on...?

"Right," she said decisively to Michael, striding over to the cell doors, "Let them out and let them go where they want, but keep their shackles on." Steph glared fiercely at the inmates. "And if they so much as think of doing something they're not supposed to: shoot them. Or leave them to the zombies..." she added with a shrug and a smirk, seeing the uncertain look cross the men's faces.

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