Virus Kids

Into The Facility

July 23, 1998 The Arklay Mountains

We were walking through the forest to the mansion when we saw a pack of what appeared to be dogs collecting around a corpse. They were mangled and had open wounds on their bodies.

"Be quiet." Matt told me.

We tried to slowly walk around them, but one of them looked up, salivating a strange liquid. It barked, and the other dogs looked up at us. The pack then charged at us at an amazing speed. Matt took out his gun and shot at the dogs. He took out three of them quickly, but there were too many of them, and they were too fast. We ran away from the dogs, unsure of where we were going. Suddenly, I felt a strong force push me to the ground. I cried to Matt, but he was still running. I took out my gun and fired three shots, not of which helped me at all. One dog had ran in front of the others and was standing right in front of me, it's saliva hanging right in front of my nose. I knew I was doomed, until I remembered the dagger I had taken from Matt. I quickly grabbed it and sliced at the dog. I managed to hit it on the nose with the blade. It backed away slowly, trying to shake of the wound. I used this opportunity to run away. I soon caught up with Matt, who seemed surprised to see me. We kept running, for the pack never seemed to tire. As we were beginning to tire, we stumbled upon a old building. On the outside, it looked like an abandoned factory. Matt and I ran into the building as fast as we could. The door lead to a waterway, and a passageway that looked like nothing you'd find in a factory. Still trying to escape the dogs, we jumped into the murky waters and slammed the door behind us. Panting heavily, I turned to Matt.

"Why didn't you help me back there?" I asked, my back against the wall.

"I didn't see you. Look, I'm sorry I didn't help you but, I was, in a hurry." Matt apologized.

I carefully pressed my head against the door to listen for the dogs. I could hear them barking and panting at the door.

"The dog's are still looking for us." I whispered, backing away from the door.

"Looks like the door's strong enough to hold them off, but we're going to have to find another way out." Matt deducted.

"Alright." I said.

We walked along the flooded hallway. I looked down at the murky waters. It was strange how Matt hadn't tried to help me back there. He could've been scared after all, although he'd never admit it. And what was that forceful push that made me fall in the first place? It must have been one of the dogs, but what if…

"This looks nothing like a factory." I said, glancing through the dirty water.

"Maybe the factory's flooded. There are all kinds of pipes here." Matt commented, looking up.

I looked up and saw something different.

"More leeches!" I cried.

Matt quickly whipped out his handgun and started shooting at the leeches. But there were too many of them. We trudged through the flooded waters as fast as we could. The leeches were close behind, and we knew we had to get away from them as quickly as possible.

"There! A ladder!" Matt pointed to a ladder.

We rushed over to the rusted ladder, as the leeches crept quickly behind us. Matt made it to the ladder first, and I followed right behind. But as I began to climb the ladder, Matt's foot kicked me in the face and I fell back into the dark waters.

"Matt!" I cried, looking up at him, but he continued to climb.

I scrambled back to the ladder, but the leeches were already surrounding it. I took out my gun and fired at the leeches, but it was no use. Then I remembered the knife I had used on the dog. I pulled it out and slashed endlessly at the leeches until I carefully climbed the ladder and was able to open the latch above it. Once I was up, I quickly sealed the latch shut. Leeches and dogs, if only Mr. Birkin had prepared us for this.