Tank groans rubbing his head as it pounds. In the corner of the workshop Alex vomits in a trash can. "Well now that you are up lets think of something to do to save Riley." Rat says prodding Tank. "we are going to help too." Marcy says entering as though she hadn't been drinking at all the night before. The rest of the 13 clan enters in various states of sick. "Okay first i think we need a distraction for the horde Riley said they hunt by sound and smell so I'm thinking bomb." Rat says. Everyone murmurs in agreement. "How do we blow them up?" Thomas asks trying not to retch. "I think we will blow up a building like 2 streets over right like a super big bomb." Rat says pointing at Alex. "I can do that." Alex says laying on the concrete. "How do we make sure the zombies don't just go back to Riley?" Marie asks. "We could drive the van away slowly and have Rat shoot them with arrows." Tank says. "Nah Riley always hates that idea cause we might get surrounded in a sea of zombies." Rat says rubbing his neck. "What will we do if he is a zombie will we kill them all until we can collect his remains?" Jason asks. "He isn't dead so we don't have to worry about that." Rat snaps. "Lets be realistic and prepared Rat." Jason says rubbing his temples. "Riley doesn't die he always finds a way this is no different we just get to save his ass this time so next person that says he is dead gets Rule 7'd like a mother fucker." Tank growls. "I agree he has a knack for survival." Alex says. "Well so far we know we want a bomb so we got a start we just gotta be clever we got this." Rat says reassuringly
Riley drops the empty shotgun and draws his glock to unload into the horde pressing against the desk and table barricade. "Come get it motherfuckers." Riley growls. His brain is predominately in a trance like state not giving any time for fear or doubt. Aim. fire, reload, rinse and repeat over and over his mind only works in union with his body ignoring all emotion. A zombie manages to climb the barricade and is immediately rewarded with a double tap. "Nice try bitch." Riley says using his foot to toss his horde buster up to his hands while he holsters his glock. Throwing the strap over himself Riley starts lining up double head shots. Each pull of the trigger creates a large pile, making a double edged sword situation. The zombies were now able to crawl over their dead kin to enter the station. "Not happening." Riley says lifting another gun from the reception desk shooting away while he uses a free hand to reload the horde buster. Aim, fire, Reload, rinse and repeat over and over Riley commits to this action. He pays no mind to his growing fatigue, doesn't notice his hunger. The monstrous hunter was in play now and it was hungry and now for the first time it would finally get to eat and have no input from Riley. And it was ravenous.
"Okay guys so far the plan is, we will have 2 teams. The distraction team and the ass saver team. Me, Alex, Thomas and Marcy will be on the distraction team, we plant the bomb blow it to hell get the zombies attention and kill as many zombies as we possibly can as long as we can while. Tank, Slim, Nate, and Mrs. King go into the police station save Riley's grumpy ass and Radio us that he is back were we than lose the horde and head back." Rat says pointing at a white board. Alex clears his throat loudly. " oh sorry, and the bomb shall be forever known as the badass big boi bitching killa machine 5000 or big boi for short and lazy." Rat says rolling his eyes. The teenagers and kids chuckle to themselves. "Okay we have a few problems we do need to talk about though." Alex says receiving several groans. "Fuck you this shit can and might kill us we will do this right or Riley will fuck us up when he is back." Alex snaps. "Okay okay what is it you mean Alex?" Rat says defensively. "Rat and Tank need to switch teams this bomb is going to be very heavy and we need as much muscle as possible to move it especially since dropping it means at least 4 people die messy." Alex says. "Oh. good point yeah so we will do that." Tank says. "Also we need to put it on a middle floor for the best results." Alex adds. "Really?" Someone asks. "Bombs and drugs are my field i know this shit so when i say middle floor i mean middle floor and i fuckin know what I'm talking about." Alex snaps. Rat taps his chin. 'Alex seems more aggressive today' Rat thinks. "You good little brother?" Tank asks also noticing Alex's out of character aggression. "I'm scared shitless and worried about Riley and i am about to go out of the wall which i normally don't while riding with a huge ass bomb and being the bomb guy i have to set it so no not really okay and ill be raped with a chainsaw before i let this get screwed up." Alex rants. "I cant let him down." Alex adds quietly.