Welcome to the kingston dungeon 

Written by Lord rice

The brick wall is a silent guardian on a moonlit night, its rough surface glowing softly beneath the moon. Time and the elements have worn each brick, casting deep shadows that weave a tapestry of light and dark.The building is held together with calm power by the ashen gray mortar that flows between the bricks like veins.

Tiny mossy spots adhere to its surface, bringing a hint of green to the night's monochromatic hue. But the wall doesn't seem to be without imperfections; it seems to have holes and be broken all over. They felt no safety; instead, they felt like the journey had not reached its end but had just started.  

The visual beauty of the old brick outer wall was broken on the top right wall of the entrance. The old bricks weren't deteriorating; instead, a monster assault had smashed them. 

The claw marks and scratches were strong evidence for this reason; not only that, but the bodies of various green lizard bodies were also proof.

It seemed like many green lizard dead bodies were littered all over the place; this was proof of a battle taking place here. The bodies were filled to the brim with bullet holes as well. Among all that was mentioned, there were also various holes in the grounds. Further investigation revealed what appeared to be holes in the ground created by some sort of creature. Due to lack of smoothness around the edges, which helps to elude 

Bang Bang!

The sounds of gunshots could be heard sharply piercing the air, causing the whole group to feel fear. Though this fear didn’t cause them to cower or run away, instead, they all wanted to know why gunfire was happening. 

Jon and his group all went through the entrance in order to investigate the gunshots. Jon was still at the front, vanguarding the party in case there was a rough battle going on. 

"Should we really run towards gunshots?" Steve grumbled out loud towards the party. while forming an upset expression to show his disgust with their decision. while he followed behind them, never the less like a scared little puppy following his owner.

"Why wouldn't we check it out? This place was our destination." Jon replied with a confident voice.

"Well.... yeah," Steve replied unsurely, as he noticed that he could not convince them to give up on their current activity.

"Well, look at the bright side; they will have lots of guns to fight the monster, right?" Melissa stated it out loud with an expression of glee as she followed behind her fearless leader.

"Think it's also better to say it's a lot safer than waiting in the bus," Kevin said, as well as him running behind the others. 

They all saw three figures upon entering through the entrance, which appeared to be three men. One of the men was a police officer who appeared to be someone in their mid-20s, dressed in all navy blue police uniforms with a black bulletproof vest and a large, thick black helmet, with a mask covering his nose and mouth included. 

He was also heavily arm-carrying an AK-47 as he held his weapon in a stance ready for action. The next individual looked to be a rastafarian, wearing a head covering in three different colours: red, green, and yellow. while also wearing white for the rest of his outfit, with a cane that appears to have a lion head on its top and fashion with the same colours as his head covering. 

The last man seems ordinary at first glance, but he is also vastly different from the other two men due to him being an Asian man. He also seems well dressed, wearing a grey suit that seems to have a blood splitter on his sleeves, which is hard to see from a distance. Both hands are wrapped in brown dinky to protect them during combat; his stance also seems like that of a seasonal martial artist. He also appears geared up for battle, which raises the question of whether a battle has already taken place.  

Jon quietly whispered, “Active, Analzye.” His eyes lit up and glowed blue. 

Name: Leopold 

Title: Dystopian Gunner  

Level: 5

Vitality: 17 (+1)

Mana: 26

Stamina: 15(+2)

Defence:20

strength:20

Agility:18(+2)

Dungeon credit: 31

                                      Skills

 Analzye ☆(Common)          Lock-on ☆☆(uncommon)

 Reload☆☆☆☆ (Rare ) Hawk-eyes☆☆☆☆ ( Rare)

Field-vision ☆☆(uncommon)

Name: Jah Fyah 

Title:  Surviving Spellman

Level: 5

Vitality: 25

Mana: 30 (+2)

Stamina: 23

Defence:16

Strength:17 (+1)

Agility:10

Dungeon credit: 31

Skills

 Analzye ☆(Common) Fire-Ball☆☆ (uncommon)

Bewildering ☆☆(uncommon) Blockage☆☆☆☆ (rare)

Siphoning ☆☆☆☆(rare)

Name: Ming Wei

Title: Fist from Hell 

Level: 5

Vitality: 30

Mana: 19

Stamina: 25 (+3)

Defense: 24

Strength:25(+2)

Agility:19(+1)

Dungeon credit: 34

Skills

Analzye ☆(Common)    Body-harden☆☆(uncommon)

Weapons knowledge ☆☆(uncommon) Swift Motion ☆☆(uncommon)

Combat-Mind☆☆☆☆ (rare)

Without bringing attention to himself, he muttered, "Wow, those are some pretty great stats; these guys are no joke." As his fellow party members and fellow bus survivors stand behind him, waiting for a moment for them to show themselves,.

There's a sound when Steve's foot slides and rubs against a few rocks.  

"Who's over there??" Leopold said it loudly and in an intimidating voice. While pointing his gun in the direction where the sound was made, his finger was close to the trigger, ready to fire at any moment.

Jonathan stepped out first with his hand up and his knife put away in his jacket pocket. He walks as closely as possible towards the officer, bridging the gap between them ever so slowly before opening his mouth to speak. All in order to not appear as a threat to this group of people, which could lead to either his salvation or dispensary.

"Hey there, sorry to bother you guys; we are only here looking for a safe place to stay," he said, seeming nervous as he spoke with a rather soft voice. Sweat was rolling down Jon's face as he looked at the officer intensely.

"This place doesn't have any space for more useless people to protect," Leo stated as he kept his weapon pointed in Jon's direction.

Jon paused for a moment and spoke to Leo, “Hey, isn't it the police job to serve and protect the common folks?”. Jonthan is trying to convince Leo to make his plea for a safe heaven for his fellow surivor possible. 

Leopold looked down and shook his head, communicating that it was a no for them to stay. He pointed to all the holes and stated to Jon, “Look at all around us; this place is not a safe heaven but a battle field with not enough soldiers to fight it.”

He continued to make a statement, saying, “Even if we wanted to take you all in, it would amount to nothing, for we will neither have time nor manpower to babysit any more civilians.”

Jon swiftly answered Leo’s statement, asking, “Where are the rest of the police, and what happened to cause this shortage?”

Leo, who is still vigilant about the surroundings, said, “Many leave either searching for their loved ones or to save their asses and flee.” 

“There are also a couple of guys who were injured in the previous fight that took place, though those people are the lucky ones.” He is continuing to speak about his situation with Jon.

 Jonathan said out loud, “You mean the green lizards, right? They are the ones that create all these holes.” Leo's eyes met Jonathan's eyes as his face started to shift from a face of calm to one of pure horror.

  Leopold, with an expression of dread, spoke out loud to Jon, "What made those holes weren't those weak green lizards, but something even more deadly." His eyes shifted and started to glow green, and he raised his firearm. He then placed his finger on the trigger with haste while squeezing it, causing a stream of bullets to fly.

Rat-A-tat-A-tatat