Outbreak: The Untold Stories

Underbelly: Ricky

Please stay behind the yellow line... A train is approaching soon. Those were the words I wish I could hear...just one more time. All I hear now is bitter silence. It's been over three hours since I heard any sound of life. I am not afraid of those zombies, I am afraid of those over-grown STDs. They look like fleas, really big fleas. I just want some big can of FLEA-B-GONE! The lights are flickering on and off in the bathroom. Like they normally do. I figured out that the bugs don't like the bathroom but I can't stay here the whole night. I know Seth kept some bug spray and there are some lighters in the break room. Provided that Quincy did not waste all of the lighter fluid on his stupid cigarettes. The East Concourse is terribly cold and quite. The platform is empty and I need to get to the West Concourse. There, I can get into the Staff Hallway. The West Concourse was no better. Corpses, corpses and you guessed it corpses. They must have been killed first when all of this went down. The gates automatically shut and there was nowhere for these people to go. I pull out my staff key and open the hallway door. I hear some gunshots and I think its coming from the staff locker rooms. I crept quietly and opened the door. There a man with the UBCS Emblem on his back was plowing down three of the former employees. The machine gun was loud enough to echo past the doors and the whole hallway sounded like a warzone. I wait for the man to finish and I try and hide behind the lockers. Before I got any closer, the man says," I hear you. You are gonna have to be quieter than that, cabrone".