Werewolves

[Bocaj Claw]

"Theres..." Pause for counting "Seven in this room."

[Richard K Niner]

Richard walks over to the computer that he found the previous night, and sits down. After some navigating through the environment and reading the available documentation, he opens a command prompt and types onto the computer. "According to the system, there's ten of them. Seven down here, plus the two that we found on the first day..." Richard trails off. "That leaves one more. Probably the one that killed these seven."<br><br>Richard resumes entering commands and queries into the computer. "Hmmm .... interesting." He looks up at Bocaj and Rooster.

[Bocaj Claw]

"Er...? What interesting? Good interesting? Fantastic interesting? Or, oh my god we're going to die interesting?"

[Richard K Niner]

"It seems that whoever built this place was tracking all of us for quite some time, and kept a running count of how many of us are survivors. I'm bringing it up now," says Richard, tapping the return key.<br>He frowns.

[Bocaj Claw]

Waits impatiently for a reply. Taps foot. "Get on with it man!!"

[Richard K Niner]

"There's ... only three left." Richard looks up. "That means that GhostWay and Giz are dead."

[Bocaj Claw]

"But... thats only ... me... you ... and Rooster! All of the others... dead? While we've been searching the basement?" Loud profanity of disbelief. "Whoever is doing this to us is the one who should have died! Not them!"

[Richard K Niner]

Richard suddenly freezes. The sound of strained breathing has enterred the room. Richard breaks into a run to try and pinpoint it.

[Bocaj Claw]

"Er. Whats up?"

[Richard K Niner]

"I heard some laboured breathing. It might be Giz! He was down here with me last night!" Richard continues running.<br><br>----<br>OOC: From chat<br><!--QuoteBegin--> <table border='0' align='center' width='95%' ><tr><td class='quotetop'><b>Quote:</b> </td></tr><tr><td class='quotebody'> Gizensha: Just consider me to 'not have survived the attack of me and RK, it's just a bit late for me to say that now'<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table> <!--QuoteEEnd--><br>So, we're going to have to kill him off, right?

[Bocaj Claw]

"Oh god! Is that Giz...? I don't think hes going to make it! Where is that medkit!"

[Gizensha]

*coughs a couple of times as he comes round* "Am I... Dead?" He murmers as Richard comes into view. *<br><br>"...Guess... Not..." He continues. "Did I miss... Anything?" He wearially queries before drifting back out of consciousness.<br><br>------------<br><br>OOC - You kinda convinced me that I could just appear back in injurred...

[Richard K Niner]

(OOC: I didn't get a response to that, but what the hey. We're all winging this right? It makes it a lot easier if you stay alive.)<br><br>Richard removes his shirt, revealing the deep gash (that has finally clotted with blood) in his side, and uses the shirt as a bandage for Giz. "Come on, Giz! Don't you die on us!"

[Bocaj Claw]

Runs over to a wall of cabinets "Theres got to be a first aid kit of some kind in here! Theres ******* got to be!" Hapharzadly throws contents of said cabinets onto floor. Among the overlooked are a handgun and a survival knife. "Heres one!"<br><br>Runs back over and his hand shakes as he opens the kit, spilling the contents everywhere.

[Gizensha]

*His eyes open with a start, he's coughing and spluttering, seeming to be choking on something. Somehow it dislodges from his throat and comes up... The silver coin he threw into a werewolf's jaw lands on his chest.*<br><br>"The werewolves have... a sense of humour... apparantly..." He mutters, his speach still broken "How... long was... I out, and how... many of... us are there?"