"We are so fucked." Alex whispers to himself as he adds more components to the 50 gallon drum that would be the big boi bomb. Now that Alex was completely sober and no longer hung over he was beginning to have many reservations about the plan his companions had developed. Tank and Rat pop their heads in to check Alex's progress. "How's it going buddy?" Tank asks. Alex glances up at the nervous titan. The apocalypse had been pretty good to the boy's. Tank, who had always been very large for his age, was now twice as big from the constant labor required to maintain Crystal Lake. "I'm glad you guys stopped by. I'm going to need some things I don't have here. I need a steel cylinder 1 inch wide and 6 inches long. Threaded can't be welded at all, 5 or 6 feet of optic cable and as much circuit board as you can find." Alex says measuring a clear liquid on a scale. "Anything else you can think of while we are out?" Rat asks, writing down what Alex had said. "Alarm clocks. Preferably not digital but I can work with those too." Alex says. The boys nod and with a wave go to retrieve the items. Alex leans back in his chair and stares at the ceiling fan above him. "Come on Riley, get back here already." Alex groans. Sliding across the room on his office chair Alex pulls a 1 inch wide and 6 inches long steel cylinder out and begins making another pipe bomb nervously. "It won't end well when they find out not only you lied but are sabotaging their little plan." Jason says from behind Alex making him squeal startled. "What are you talking about?" Alex asks nervously. "I'm not going to tell, just think of this as an i.o.u for later. Why don't you try seeing if Riley has a radio operational?" Jason asks, leaving the confused boy to his devices. "Assuming he is alive." Jason adds to himself. Alex brushes himself off and heads into the radio room.
Riley jumps when the radio next to him crackles to life since he forgot he had even turned it on and to the Crystal Lake frequency. "Fuck my life I need to pay better attention." Riley groans. "I'll check that later." Riley mumbles returning to his new favorite game of eye spy only someone gets shot in this version. Riley had brought a large white board from below to the roof since he had run out of Ethan to write with. Lifting his scope he reads their message. "Eye spy with my little eye a pornstache douche." Riley scans the horde between the 2 buildings until he spots a slightly leathery man with a combover and suspenders but most importantly what appeared to be a pornstache. Riley blows his brain all over his zombie friends and checks with the 4 kids. 'Nailed it nice!!!' As Riley watches the boy next to the girl he had learned was named Nancy begins puking. Riley writes on his board. 'Whats wrong with him?' Nancy studies the board and after a few minutes decides to answer. 'Haven't eaten in 3 days' Riley sits down with his back against the wall. "Fuck ." Riley repeats. "Well they get me, might as well." Riley groans standing up, he cleans the board and writes a new message. 'Yeah about time I save you isn't it?' Riley rubs his chin. 'Can you give me 1 day to prep?' lifting his rifle he watches the others. Nancy nods happily. The radio sounds again and Riley groans. "Crystal lake to Riley are you out there?" Alex asks across the community channel sent to all walkies in crystal lake. Riley rolls his eyes.
Alex stares at the mike connected to a C.B radio. "I'm a little busy right now, what do you want?" The most beautiful voice Alex had ever heard says. Alex runs screaming through the main house down to where the others were eating and Rat and Tank were returning. Going too fast, Alex falls down the stairs and smacks into the wall separating the living room from the kitchen. "You okay?" Tank asks as Alex springs up grinning ear to ear. Wiping blood from his nose and crying slightly Alex laughs. "I've never been better never you guys come with me right fucking now!" Alex yells running back up the stairs almost falling again. Only stopping to stare down at everyone. "Now guys you have to come now." With that Alex runs back to the radio room followed shortly by everyone else. "Are you still there?" Alex asks nervously. Several minutes tick by and Alex gets many concerned looks. "What fucking part of busy is so hard to understand you little shit?" Riley chuckles across the radio room. Some clasp their mouths in surprise and Tank collapses with relief and tears. Only 1 of the 13 clan doesn't rejoice. "How are you still alive, you said you were dead?" Rat asks in a rush. "Funny thing, I am pretty hard to kill plus I like killing zombies so kinda spit balled from there." Riley says. The 13 clan hears a gunshot. "What was that?" Rat asks. "M110 I just found." Riley says bluntly. "But why are you shooting?" Tank asks, snatching the mike and sniffing loudly. "Because I'm playing eye spy with kids trapped in the building across from me and I found the fat exposed titty lady." Riley says as if it was obvious. "We need details Riley." Jason says.
Once Riley is done recounting the events of the last couple days he treats himself to a building zombies head. "So what have my dumbasses been doing?" Riley asks putting the earpiece in his ear so he can keep shooting while he plans his rescue since the kids across the way had turned in for some shut eye. "We are making a bomb to save you." Rat says proudly. "Are you fucking stupid!?" Riley snaps "What?"Rat asks. "Bombs are fucking dangerous and they hurt like hell when they hit you." Riley groans. "Tank there is a gun shop on Cunningham and Craven street why don't you go clear it?" Riley says destroying Tank's belief that he had pulled off a find Riley hadn't known about. "Get every last thing out of there and take as many people as you can otherwise they will never get used to the zombies…speaking of." Riley says shooting another dog. "You knew about that?" Tank asks defeatedly. "Yup followed you there when you found it too was just waiting to see if you were going to grow balls and hit it before me." Riley laughs shooting 2 more zombies before reloading the mag. Unfortunately with M1110 he only had the 1 magazine since it was attached to a zombie that now blocked his entrance. Even with its limited reloads it was a blast for Riley to shoot. "Any recommendations?" Rat asks. "Yeah get a utility truck up and running so you can haul far more things in one trip." Riley says feeding the mag back into the gun and cycling a round into the chamber. "Rat, remember what I taught you about the bike engine?" Riley asks. "Yeah compression, fuel, spark right?" Rat says. "Good now get it done and don't fuck up. I got some shit to take care of here." Riley pauses. "Alex?" Riley grunts. "Yeah Ri?" Alex responds. "Good work little brother." Riley says knowingly. Alex was very good at making bombs out of pretty much anything he got his hands on and from what was relayed to Riley it wasn't hard for the zombie slayer to deduce Alex was pushing the bomb back and sabotaging it. "For what?" Alex asks. "You know damn well what I'm talking about dickhead, keep hold of that bomb to might need it later things are always handy even if I don't like them." Riley turns the radio off and starts scanning the parking lot trying to form a plan that didn't kill everyone. As Riley starts scanning the 7 story courthouse where he can see Riley remembers one of his arrests were they had held him in this very station and moved him to that courthouse. "I cant believe I forgot there was a fucking tunnel." Riley says smacking his forehead. "Alright the back and forth is settled but what about the fuckload of dead pricks?" Riley says looking in the bottom windows but due to the angle from the roof can't see much. "I could try and clear the bottom floor from here down stairs but if they just fill back in like they are out there it is going to be a waste of valuable time." Riley sets the rifle down and looks around at the zombies gathered. "So take a few guns for the kids and a ton of mags for me to swap, won't bother with free shells since I very seriously doubt I will have time to load a magazine." Riley muses. "I can kill them quickly and I'm immune so a bite or 2 while fucking shitty wont kill me, but I don't know about them." Riley rubs his face getting nervous at the picture painting in his mind. "Yup it's going to be a run and gun from hell trying to clear a path and keep in motion so they don't grab us." Riley shakes his head disappointedly. "Fuck it let's do it." Riley grumbles grabbing his radio and horde buster and making his way down stairs searches for the tunnel entrance.