The inevitable had happened…. After the events at outpost 31, the creature had made it to America. Assimilating and mimicking persons of medical hierarchy. Thusly keeping itself within reach of humanity. After a brief period of 3 weeks, the general populace was placed under martial law. The leaders and key diplomats of America were taken to a bunker far below the surface of Washington DC. This would ensure continuity of government if the epidemic managed to rage across the continent. 17 men and women key to the survival of the government all holed up like a brood of chickens. Eddie, the head security officer had never planned that one day someone would tell him that he would have to watch over the 17 most important people in the country. Yet here he was.

  He was in the break room chatting with John, his overly perverted friend. Everything was sex with John, Eddie resented this. The wrong comment at the wrong time could get them both fired. But nonetheless, John was Eddie’s friend. The two sat drinking coffee and laughing when a man in a sharp suit entered the room. “You two keep slacking off like this and I’ll be forced to make you run double shifts.” They both smirked as he left, and John called him an asshole. Just then, the lights died and turned a blood red. Trouble. Eddie jumped up, bolting to the doorway as John said “Relax, wait for the announcement. Probably just another asshole in I.T. burning his pubes with a lighter because it’s so fucking boring down here.” The alarm blared overhead. “Alert, parasitic life form detected in bunker, lockdown initiated. Please remain calm, security is now en route to seal the breach.” John spoke “Damnit, why can’t I be right, just once.”

  The two made their way with haste to the small armory. Each grabbed tasers and a sterile antiseptic net as well. Protocol was to minimize any unnecessary use of firearms to prevent an assimilated from getting ahold of one. Electricity served to stun an assimilated and give the defender a few moments to retreat and plan his next move. John looked at Eddie with a nervous half smile. “You ready for this Eddie spaghetti?” Eddie responded coolly “This isn’t my first rodeo slick, just keep your pants on and your finger tight on that trigger and we will be fine. The sterilization gasses on all ports to this bunker are infused with dye that will show up under this red light. We mark the target, stun it, and net the bastard with these nets. The antiseptic should kill it in a matter of minutes, and badda bing batta boom, problem solved.” John nodded. “Yeah, it’ll be THAT easy.” The two gave out a nervous chuckle and shuffled out into the corridor.