chapter 4

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[[[[ HEY BEFORE YOU READ IM JUST PUTTING IN OUT THAT IN THIS AU THE MISSLE DIDN'T HIT THE MAIN 3'S HOUSE ONLY EDUARDO,MARK,AND JONS!!!]]]]

G-forces push and throw me around in the capsule over and over again "OW FUCK! SHIT! HOW DO YOU STOP THIS THING!?" i yell over and over again angrily.

Every sharp turn and turn made me fall over on myself "SHIT OW STOP!"

And like my prayers had been heard, the ride stopped so damn suddenly the g-force sent my face smack dab into to front part of the capsule.

Sitting up and rubbing me broken and smushed face i look up and noticed the thing stopped "Thank fuck...," I swore under my breath. "While it's stopped maybe I can-" I picked up a screwdriver amazed that it didn't impale me while being thrown in every direction fucking possible.

I jam the pointy bit into the seam of the capsule hatch as hard as I can in such a small space "C'mon ya piece of shit-" Moving it a little trying to Jimmy it open somehow.

The top made a sudden clicking noise which startled me a bit. "Uhh.. Wait is it?" I pushed upwards with my arms; only now do I realize how helpful the morning training was... it opened a bit but it was still too stuck for me to push it with my arms.

"Alright fuck this-," I rolled onto my back and kicked it repeatedly until it opened enough for me to get my butt through.

I managed to crawl through and plopped onto the cold stone floor below. Out of breath, I rolled over onto my back and layed there for awhile just staring at the ceiling .

"Where even am I?" I kept looking up and around the room I was in, looks like a sealed off room, dirt ceiling and stone walls. Underground maybe?

I sat up and looked around more, "Looks like an old loading dock. Where are the people though...?"

I cupped my hands around my mouth, "HELLO?! ANYONE HOME?!" I yelled. Nothing but silence and the pitter patter of rats running away.

"Nothing? I hope I'm not in a dead zone..." I lazily stood up and walked around reading the various signs on the walls and observing the structural damages.

"Geez this place is more run down than a legless teddy bear in a treadmill factory," my attention was immediately directed towards a large sealed door and looked at the sign above it "contaminated zone. Do not open hatch without proper respiratory equipment".

"Oh shit...I am in a dead zone...," I took a step back and looked at my arm thingy. "Oh yeah, I can just call for help!" he held it in front of himself as a hologram screen appeared.

"Please state your identification and reason for using the emergency hotline"

"Hello this is an emergency! I'm Thomas Rosewood capsule repair operator 4.00 from c-block in outpost beta-3, and I've fallen into a capsule and I don't know were I a-"

"Signal has been lost please find a proper connection hub"

"..."

"What... WHAT?! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!" I pushed all of the buttons trying to get the damn thing to work "You piece of shit!" I yelled and dropped to my knees onto the cold stone floor.

"This is how I die, I'm probably going to starve to death or die from the author not having another reasonable explanation for me dying...," tears started to stream from my hollow eyes.

"Piece of shit," I wiped my face and looked back at the arm thingy "We really should name these..." determined he looked up with a less-than-confident smirk.

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