Chapter 75: Was it worth it?

"{Draw} MAC-11s! {Reveal}!"

I holstered the MK II and slung the MP5SD across my back. At the same moment, I summoned the MAC-11s in both hands as I ran upstairs. The inhuman growls continued to echo along the stone walls, and the lack of anything else turned my tension to eleven.

Even in {Thief} I found my pace far too slow. The corridor that came after the stairs was quite long. I saw fresh blood splattered along the walls and in some spots on the floor. Unwilling to rest for even a moment, I ran with all my might towards the sounds of the undead.

Eventually I came upon what appeared to be a mess hall. Makeshift barricades were made of broken wooden tables. I scanned the area and finally saw a live reaper butchering zombies. The towering, burly Caucasian man had auburn hair and a beard. He looked like a poster barbarian from a DnD campaign.