Roy opened the thick cellar door and I looked down into the damp, dank, dark hallway. It went down into an abyss that Kevin didn't want to enter, but he felt he should enter first so the rest won't be as intimidated by it. He stepped in, foot nearly slipping on the slime. Immediately, he tuned his flashlight on before he become enveloped in darkness.

"So far so good." He yelled out. Even though he hadn't gone too far in, he really wanted someone beind him...

Euah saw the first man go down and noticed his fear. Nothing good could be down there considering the state of the man upstairs, at best they were dealing with ferals or some lunatic guy. But Euan had been at Limerick he'd seen wha6t ferals do when they kill someone, and that man didnt match the corpses he'd seen,
" Anyone think we should leave some people up here to cover our backs?" he said hoping to be picked if the squad leader agreed.

"I don't think that would be a good idea. We don't know how large this place may be and we need as much manpower as possible," Roy told. "Just stick with the rest of us and we will do fine."

Roy tried to sound a bit brave, but in reality he was terrified. He was sweating alot at this point, but still managed to hold himself together and proceeded down the barely lit hall. It eventually ended into a large room, the ceiling high above was stone, and a large portion was crumbled away to the point that sunlight lit the room. Nothing was in the huge room except piles of debris and stone.

"I suppose we could use this area as.. camp, I suppose. We meet back here after clearing out areas," Roy announced to the rest of the crew behind. "You guys wait here, I'm going to go scout out the halls ahead. Sergeant Bines, you're with me." Shaun nodded and followed Roy to the next hallway.

Sergeant Bines hadn't talked or anything since the helicopter, but that was kind of professional. As they went deeper into the tunnel for maybe thirty seconds, the path broke into three different ways. Roy walked into the middle hallway, only illuminated by Sergeant Bines' flashlight. They didn't get far before they came to a small part of the wall with a huge piece of wood lodged in. Roy examined it briefly and pulled it out with heavy force.

Once the log was out and on the floor, a slight rumbling began. The cieling began breaking apart and sending pieces of rock to the ground. Roy quickly grabbed Shaun's arm and pulled him back so he wouldn't get crushed by the rocks and rubble. In a few moments, small chips of stone became huge boulders of dirt and rock. The falling of the large boulders was very loud, the others could probably hear it. The small area finally caved in entirely, making it impossible to get past. Trying to get past the cieling-high pile was like trying to get through a brick wall.

"That's it. We're stuck." Shaun said with a heavy sigh.

"No, there has to be a way back. We should keep going until we get somewhere." Roy answered.

"No, I'm going to stay here and figure out how to get through. You go ahead and try walking out of here," Shaun said, trying to dig through the rubble. "I'll see you on the other side."

"Hey, just because we are not at the headquarters does not mean I'm not your superior anymore. You will obey orders. We're going through the tunnels, and that's an order, soldier." Roy said with anger expressed on his face.

"Yes, sir." Shaun replied grudgingly.

Roy turned around and walked down the hallway, which ended abruptly. There was a small room lit by a torch on the wall. On the right hand side of the room was a prison cell, inside was a rotting corpse and a family of rats. The stench of coagulated blood and decomposing flesh filled the room, but Roy managed to endure without the use of his gas mask. Shaun looked at the body and made a puzzled expression on his face.

"That's odd.. This place must have been untouched for over at least a hundred years, how could there be a body with flesh still on it?" Shaun said whilst shaking his head.

"I don't know," Roy answered. "We should probably ignore it."

OOC: So you guys are closed out, your saying? And I'm guessing you asked Shaun Bines permission to control him? Or was he the one who left

Kevin heard it before he saw it. Of course the reason he didn't see it was because he couldn't see it. He ran out into the darkness, adrenaline now rushing. After about twenty seconds he ran into a three-way path. He saw dust settling in the middle path so he figured thar's the way they went. He advanced forawrd and almost ran into a wall of debris and fallen concrete. He began quickly removing the rocks, then realized that panic would get him nowhere, so he took a deep breath and called out into th darkness.

"Sergeant Roy, Sergeant Bines, are you guys okay?"

The immediate reaction was silence. After another quick realization that since those two left he was now the one in charge, he called to them again,

"I'm going to get another soldier and we're going to see if we can pull this rubble away, do you hear me?"

HE LEFT. I specifically told you that.

Jack Shepard

I expected the worst, and this was the absolute worst. It is not a good sign when you find a man with his guts pulled out of his stomach and a crazy lady trying to kill you. Focus would be absolutely necessary. I figured the contact was dead, but there was no way to be sure.

We would have to try looking for them, but this castle was like a maze. After a tip one of the men picked, we decided to go to the cellar. It was dark and silent. I liked it but it was not a good sign. Roy and Shaun were in the lead, which was weird because you would expect the captain to lead.

I needed to focus. We stopped in a high ceiling room. To think they had this! You wouldn't expect that from looking at it. How far underground did it go? We decided this was the place to come back too if we wanted to rendezvous. Roy and Shaun went to scout out ahead while I busted out my canteen.

Moments later there was a huge noise from one of the tunnels, the ground shook and some dust came for the ceiling. I rushed over with Sergeant Wallace, the tunnel they had gone into had collapsed. I thought I could here there voices, but I wasn't sure.

Next to me Sergeant Wallace, was shouting for some help for digging through the rubble. I put my hand on his shoulder and said,

“Son, we don't have the time or the manpower to dig through that. If there still alive they will find I way to get out themselves. Right now we should focus on the contact.”

We went back to the group to explain what we were doing, then we went down the left passageway. It continued straight for a while, our footsteps echoing off the walls. It was getting quite eerie. I was walking slowly, making sure there was nothing hiding in the shadows.

I was lucky, if I had been going any faster I would have fallen into the hole that had appeared on the floor. It spanned the entire width of the corridor, it also continued backwards beyond my flashlight range.

It was like something had bashed it's way through the through the floor. Pieces of rubble littered the edge of the hole, it just didn't collapse inwards. I looked at Sergeant Wallace and said,

“Looks like were going down.”

I uncoiled my rope, unable to believe that I had actually found I use for it. I took the heaviest piece of rubble there was, it was a round chuck of the floor, it was solid stone. I dropped it on the end of the rope and let the rest of it fall into the darkness.

I heard hit the floor with a Thwack!. I tugged on the rope, making sure it would hold me. Satisfied, I began my descent. When I hit the floor I swung my flashlight around. We were another corridor, this one larger than the one above.

In front of us it was walled of by rubble, but right in front of that and to the left was a door. I checked it, locked. Wallace, was down by now and we began scouting out the area in back of us. We had only walked a few feet when I began to notice something strange. I checked my geiger counter, it was slowly ticking upwards,

“Wallace, keep your gas mask on!”

I looked back down at and the I noticed something else. A shoe was lying in a small puddle of blood, I picked it up and looked it at. It was a males shoe, brown leather. Looked in nice condition, besides the blood.

“Wallace, stay alert!”

We cautiously made our way down the hallway, spots of blood began to appear, getting bigger. Soon there was trail, and then a long smear of it. It led to a door on the left side of the hallway. I heard weird sounds coming from it, like someone was eating something.

I nodded at Wallace and he nodded back. I pushed open the door with my shoulder, leaned against the wall to my left so Wallace could get through, and froze.

OOC: Not letting this down with out a fight.

~Josey Wales~

I breathe in deeply through my gas mask, tasting stale plastic. My fingers tingle and something in my mind reels. Something here has gone horribly wrong.

It has a long piebald body, and stringy hair. It sits nvde, taking its meal.

Though my unconscious mind recognizes it's snack at once my conscious mind reaches for alternate possibilities. It's not an unheard of phenomenon.

Fishermen out for a weekend haul see a pale oval object and recognize a nose and mouth. They assume it to be a mannequin and only later, as a police investigation begins, realize what they saw that day.

In a similar manner I stumble about mentally trying to determine what that thing might be eating...aside from what it surely couldn't be.

But it is.

Bloodied dirty fingers reach into the husk of what was once a man and pull out slimy chunks of meat. One can see them for only a moment before they disappear down this beast's throat.

I slowly come out of my reverie. My senses take hold again as that survival mechanism of old takes control. Fight or flight. I reach down to unsnap my pistol. As the button pops the beast turns toward us.

In a flash I bring my weapon up.

The beast cocks its head to the side in a manner both familiar and utterly alien.

The screech it lets out will haunt my dreams for the remainder of my life, I have no doubt. However long that may be.

Roy and Shaun were standing in what used to be a mess hall. Tables were scattered around the room, but nothing on top. Roy walked down the middle of the room to the next door. The door was different than others they had seen, in the middle of the wooden double doors was a deep hole, shaped as an insignia, as if it represented something. The symbol was unfamiliar, leaving only thoughts.

Roy pushed on the doors slowly and brought up his MP5. Shaun went in first because he had his flashlight on. Roy followed to see a large room that appeared to be a chapel of some sort. Roy walked down the room to the altar and inspected it. The same symbol on the door was all over the altar and the floor around it, except in fresh blood. In the middle of the altar was what appeared to be a hunk of flesh with the same symbol shoved through, except it was made of solid gold.

"What the hell went on down here..?" Roy whispered to himself.

In the darkness and silence came a low moan. It turned into a growl, and came louder with each second. Shaun pointed his flashlight toward the sound, and a figure sped past. The sounds were all over the room now, getting much louder. Then, finally, it all stopped. Shaun's hands were shaking madly, moving the light in his hand around. Roy could see dark figures moving in the dark near Shaun, and finally one of them pulled Shaun on his shoulders. Shaun immediately tossed the flashlight in the air and spun around, shooting wildly.

He was screaming in the process, and was unsuccessful in shooting anything. Finally, two figures pulled him by the front of his vest and shoulders and pulled him into the darkness. The other figures moved along with them, and went through a hole in the wall that Roy hadn't noticed before. Shaun's terrifying screams echoed through the tunnels in the ground until they were faded out completely. Roy stared in disbelief at what happened, and slowly picked up the flashlight that was dropped.

He had alot of sweat running down his forehead and was nearly sobbing, scared out of his wits. Once he had all he needed, he sprinted out of the room and to the mess hall. Roy ran to the only door left and ran through, opening into another hallway. Torches on the wall blew out as he flew past them, and rats even scattered around, looking for a place to hide. Roy turned around, and saw something walking down the hall behind him, lighting up everything around it in an orange glow.

Roy saw a door on the wall, and an opening revealed that it was a bedroom. Roy burst through, and looked around. He saw a closet and went in, closing the door quietly. Roy's heart was about to beat out of his chest, and could hear it in the silence. Then, the thing that was following him appeared in the room. Roy looked through a crack in the closet and saw it, it was tall and appeared humanoid, but not human at all. It turned to the closet, sending Roy to the very back. Roy noticed something - the back of the closet felt weak, and split in two. Roy turned and pushed on it, and it swung open into a torchlit stone hallway. Roy took advantage and stepped out, closing the doors again. The back of the doors were shaped and carved to look like a portrait frame and had a picture of a countryside painted on it.

Roy stepped back and ran down the hallway as fast as he could. Strangely, there was nothing. No doors, no rooms, nothing except stones and torches. The hall ran on for tens of minutes. Roy was exhausted but didn't slow down, not once. Then, finally, the hall ended at a door. Roy didn't care anymore, he just pushed through the door and when he was on the other side, he fell on the floor. Once he was out, the door slammed shut. Clicks and snaps were faintly made from the door, and Roy got up to inspect. The door locked itself shut, without real explanation.

Roy turned and trotted down the hall, that briefly ended into a split of three different halls. Miracle!, Roy thought. He went out of the hallway that opened to the fork and appeared in the large room where some of the others were. Roy walked to a large broken column and let himself fall onto it. It was relieving to be able to rest, and Roy removed his helmet and gas mask and put them on the floor. He got out his canteen and twisted off the cap, and took a very long refreshing drink from it.

OOC: We're back baby!! I don't know where the RP sign-up thread is though, I wanted to remember what equipment I had and etc.

Kevin stopped, suddenly mortified. His face was as solid was stone, but his inner frame was rattled to the core. In his for or so years of service, never has he seen something so maniacal, so savage, so...feral. The thing was crouchd on the ground, breathing rapidy. How could something be so wierd? He reached for his weapon, which he didn't even realize was already in his hand. The beast, looked up at him. Face as menacing as it was ugly. It looked...human, too human. Finally, he realized the gun was in his hand and fired, without aiming, at the creatures open ribs. Even after the creature was grounded he didn't stop shooting until his cllip was empty.

Kevin put his hands up to his face, letting the fear reside. He didn't know what to do or what to say. The mission had now gone AWOL, and he felt like the only one in the cellar, the only one in the world. Then a dark figure stood rising above him. Another beast? No, this one barely looked as if it was brething, in addition to the armor it geared, it must've been Jack. Kevin looked up, eyes now dull.

"What the [censored] was that? And if that isn't the only one, then I don't know how we're--" just then, a terrible screech filled the room, coming from above them. This one souned human. It sounded like... Sergeant Bines. The screaming continued for too long for comfort, than resided into short cries followed by nothing. After, he heard just silence. He stared at the ground, then looked up into the open darkness, mind now set o surviving. He knew cowering in a corner didn't get him out of mission's before, and it was time to man up. He was still on a mission: to find that Lost Contact, and he had his lead, the notepad, but he felt he needed to get back to the team and tell them, maybe slpit into larger groups. Kevin wasn't sure, so he asked Jack.

"What do you wanna do Jack?"

He reloaded his weapon in response,.

"What the [censored] was that thing," Josey asks aloud, grateful that Kevin had the sense of mind to shoot the damn thing.

As he finishes his question, largely rhetorical in nature, he looks down and realizes he is still pointing his gun where the thing was standing, and is still clenching it quite tight. He somewhat painfully loosens his grip on the pistols, fingers aching.

"Hey, hold on, I want to get a better look at this thing."

He crouches over the body and flicks his flashlight on. Add this to the list of things he has done today which he will regret for the remainder of his days.

Immature, fun loving, tolerant, childish, a wicked good time. These are words Josey has heard at time describing him, they could by no stretch of the imagination be used to describe the life this thing must have had.

Face scrunched up and twisted in a mask of unimaginable hatred, of unearthly fury, within a curiously oval head. Yet he finds himself curiously engaged in examining the body. He might have spent a good deal more time doing so, had that old horror movie staple of the creature suddenly lunging at the fool examining it hadn't entered his mind.

Absurdly fearful that thinking of such a thing might conjure it into being he nonetheless rises quickly and backs away from the thing, always keeping his flashlight on it. Taking a deep breath he flicks it back off.

Not much of a soldier if he's going to do much good at all he's going to need to start scouting about.

"Hows about we get back to that meeting room chaps? We've seen our enemy, lets get a plan together."

"Hows about we get back to that meeting room chaps? We've seen our enemy, lets get a plan together."

"This crew is about as ready for that as a dog is for an anol operation."

For the first time since he entered this castle, Kevin had a snappy comeback. This mission might not mean death after all. He looked back at Jack, who nodded in agreement. Looks like they were heading back. He walked back to the ropes we dropped from and climbed the long way up. It was about four floors of climbing before he got to where it started. Kevin walked in and viewed the squad.

He thought he would see a patient yet eager crew of soldiers awaiting my return, but he was surprised to see the whole team huddled around Roy. Well at least he made it out alive, Kevin thought. Then he noticed, after a headcount, that they we're missing Cody. Already knowing the answer, Kevin asked Roy,

"Where's Shaun?"

OOC: You mean Shaun?

Roy looked at the others, they wanted the answer, as it seemed. Roy was hesitant to answer, especially since he didn't want to talk at all about the situation. What happened was difficult to handle, and Roy didn't want to relive it. Thinking about it only made it worse. Saying it was a whole other thing, but he had to.

"Shaun is, he.. I don't think he made it. They took him.." Roy's eyes teared up and got red, he was scared and didn't know what else to say. "I couldn't do anything, I would have been killed." Roy drank all the whiskey from his flask and threw it on the ground.

Really? Why hasn't anyone posted?

Strange, thought Euan, soldiers of the IFA scared of a few feral ghouls this explains the killings upstairs. But something stil didn't fit. Like the crazy girl. He walked into the meeting room unsure about what to do so he said what everyone must've been thinking.
" What on earth has been going on here?"

((OOC: sorry about short post but as you said this might keep it afloat))

The silence said it all, and Kevin wanted to just stop and think about what's hapening, but there was no time. After short deliberation, he made up his mind that he was going to go deeper in search of that lost contact, and if he had to, he would do it alone. He stood up and faced the crowd of men.

"Listen. All of you. MY name is Kevin Wallace in case none of you know. Before I came back up here I came in contact with a feral...thing. I don't know what it is but im sure there's more down here. Now they seem failrty weak, but who knows what else lurks in these halls. Honestly, I want to run up there tail between my legs and leave, but I'm here on a mission. And I'm going to complete tyhat mission.."

He looked around and gazed into the eyes of the men, trying to pull out their inner strength. There was a thought in the back of his head that said he would need them.

"Now whos with me?"

OOC: IM being rushed now sorry.

"Now who's with me?" Wallace asked the group. Despite the pain, dread, and anger Roy was feeling, he stood up and stared at the others.

"I.. I know I failed to save Shaun, but I can't fail the rest of you. The only way we're going to get our man and get out of here is if we work together to find him, and he's somewhere down here. We need to find him or we've failed him. I don't know about you all, but I'm with Kevin. Come or stay, but if you stay, you may as well leave. We wouldn't have use of you."

Roy walked through the crowd and stopped in front of kevin. He put his hand on Kevin's shoulder and nodded, then stepping to his side. This was all they had left down there now, and waited on others who had realized the same.

Roy gave a long speech about working together, but the part which Euan specifically noted was when he said to work together to find him. He had seen what feral ghouls do to people, though his family should be able to have the body and do what they wish with it. He didn't enjoy it down in the lightless tunnels, seeing only what your flashlight could illuminate but these people had a way of guilting you into things.

" I'll help you find the missing contact." Euan said.

What they would find was unsure but what he did know was that now there was no backing out.

OOC: After I see how many will come me and everyone will move out. Until then, I'll wait.