WASTE Part 1
What happens, when there is no government, when society breaks down and demons start ruling the world? Chaos, pure chaos. My father used to tell me this as a kid. Until he got lost in this chaos.
Its six years after the war. Six years after the gas bombs in Europe. Six years after the world got infected by “them”. Six years after dad died. Now I live in a little village in the middle of nowhere. Big walls to keep the bad things out.
Today I got a mission. With Mark. I put on my clothes and head to the armoury. The streets are cold. Nobody is awake at 5 o`clock in the morning. Kinda depressing. Like everything these days. Mark is always at the armoury. He`s kind of a weapon freak.
“Shut up. What do we have today?”
“Your favourite. Sneaking in an old factory. Some red coats settled there and the council don’t want any trouble. The winter starts in four weeks.”
“Understandable… Grab an AR with suppressor. I will take the 0-N-D and my rifle. Pack some food too. Maybe we need to stick there if the storm`s gonna set in. And don’t forget the binoculars again. I need my best scout.”
“Nawwww you love me”
“See you at 6 o`clock at the gate”
Mark is a good soldier and an even better friend. He might be the guy who doesn’t care about tactics and goes in guns blazing but if he needs to wait he`ll wait. I`m not sure about those red coats. They know that we are here. You can’t fail this city if you come closer than 2 km. Everything beyond that we got some high-tech stuff, that I don’t understand, that keeps the city of radar. But this factory is like 1,5 km away. We will see what they are up too.
But first let’s grab my guns. A sweet old AWM and my trusty little hand gun. A PMM with suppressor and extended magazine. Just need to pack some ammo. Okay all done. Bulletproof west on, Knee pads so I don’t scratch them and the regular metal reinforced gloves for a little bit of an extra punch. 5:45. Should get going.
I arrive at 5:50. Mark is already here.
“You got everything?”: he asked.
“Yes, all set and ready to go”
“Let`s get our hands dirty”
He gave a signal to the gate guard. The big metal doors open, and we step outside. The wasteland. A giant zone filled with radioactive air, mutants, scavengers and red coats. Everything here is made to kill you. Only people who live here or are highly trained will survive here.
We head south to the old factory. We set up on a hill nearby. No talking. We don’t want anyone or anything to know we are here. Marc takes the binoculars and scouts for enemies. He gives me the sign that two hostiles are at the front door. I have to take them out so we can get in the factory. Concentrate. Focus. One shot. First guard down. The other one goes in cover. He didn’t see us. Second shot. Second guard down.
We move to the door. Not locked. We go inside. A long dark floor. Many doors on the sides.
“What is this, Marc?”
“I have no idea”
All the doors got little windows. Behind that I can see some kind of chamber.
“Its locked. Can you get that open?”
“Cover me and give me a minute”
The floor is so long I cant see the end. It looks lost. Like nobody was here since the war ended. But still this chamber is working, and…
We step inside. Its cold. And there is this big chamber right infront of us. Steam comes out of the pipes that connect it so the seeling.
The door shuts behind us. Threw the window is see a shadow.
“He closed the god damm door”
“Keep calm Marc. Look for a way out”
Little holes open on the walls. Blue gas comes out of them.
“Oh yeah its easy to keep calm now”
“Shit Shit Shit. Hold your breath and help me break the door.”
We both ram against the door. Its not even moving. The gas reaches Marc. He falls to the ground. Unconscious. The gas reaches me. Everything goes black.
The next thing I know is that I´m in a chamber like the one we saw. Infront of me I can see two man in white coats.
“Put him back to sleep we don’t need him yet” ….