I think Grim was somewhat disappointed with the Armory.
We got down to Deck 1 just fine and then we had a choice. Armory or the Medical center. Since we were planning to go down to the engineering deck we decided to head to the armory and encountered no things, although we could hear zombies coming from down the hall. Possibly some of the people from the medical center. Luckily the passkeys worked on the doors and the codes were the same as the Wonder so we got access easily. We pretty much took everything from the armory, some pistols, shotguns, ammo, 2 smgs and we found a few suits of riot gear, which I don’t think we have on the Wonder. Grim and Kevin donned the gear and we started to move out. I opened the door without thinking and of course there was a thing on the other side, which eventually got dispatched. I think I must be getting tired.
We decided to bypass the medical station, head down get the power on and then on the way back grab some medical supplies. We hit the stairs and came out on Deck Sub 2 into the fab shop. I could see Kevin Cole’s eyes light up as he looked at all the toys that were there, and I felt a little of the same, but we were both brought back to reality by the moans of zombies. There were 6 in there that we dispatched pretty handily.
As we were fighting I noticed that the heat here was much greater than it should have been without the main engines running. There was also some subdued but audible noise coming through the water tight doors indicating there was a serious problem in the engine room. We corralled the Doc and Tabitha who seemed to be having some sort of serious conversation in the corner. He was quite snippy but eventually we were all together
Opening one of the hall doors revealed smoke and steam billowing in the air, cutting down visibility. The ship that hit us must have sprung a number of the steam and exhaust pipes. This is going to complicate things greatly, it wont be a matter of just switching on the backup generator and getting the lights and power back on and then checking out the engine. I determine that we will have to shut off all the valves to the main unit and then hope that the steam has not damaged the electronics too greatly to work. What would have been 30 minutes of work could now take hours.
We fall back into the fab room to determine what we should do when we hear a pounding on the door, but not like before, this was three pounds and then 3 more pounds. Without thinking I rushed to the door to open it, hearing Grim shouting not to in the background. Turned out my thinking that it couldn’t have been a rhythmic zombie were right and Hank and two other engineering cast were there, looking very beat up. They filled us in that there were probably at least 30 zombies in the room and that they weren’t able to get the valves shut, the engine started or the backup power generators going. One of the cast…Troy I think it was seemed feverish so the Doc took him off to the side while we decided what to do. Eventually we decided that while it would be dangerous we should get the power on. The emergency lights would be dying in only a few minutes and then we would have potentially thousands of people scared, alone and in the dark with those things wandering around. Morning was coming but it was still hours away.
The Doc came back and pronounced Troy ok to fight but he was drugged up so he wouldn’t be able to work any machinery. When I looked at him, Rivet gave a short sharp shake of his head. He had said he felt feverish and he had been scratched, but I had hoped he wouldn’t catch whatever it was. I paused for a second debating whether he deserved to know what had happened to him. It didn’t seem right concealing that he was a walking dead man, but…
With a shake I opened the door and we moved into the room, only to find another surprise waiting for us. An extremely large man, with a terribly neck wound was shuffling towards us. He was dragging a huge spanner, 50 pounds at least, in one hand. We knew he was a thing, but this was the first one that we had seen holding any sort of weapon, and this one seemed to be moving slower than the others had been.
Hank shouted “that’s Big Carl” and then Big Carl spoke.“My ROOM!! YOU DIE” he shouted and attacked. He was a monster in more ways than one and I think it was only the repeated stabbing and harassing of this thing that let Grim get the killing blow stabbing it through the head with a mighty lunge. As it went down it screamed “TO ME!!” and we heard a rise in the volume of the zombies further inside the room. As the shuffling got nearer we all looked at each other and in all our eyes we could see that we better do something or we would get overwhelmed…