There was a complicated rig with a gas tank and an electrical igniter that blocked their way. It had its uses- it did, after all, keep the zombies back- but the howls of agony it induced were too disturbing even for Gordon's hardened sensibilities. By mutual agreement, the fire rigs they found as they continued to travel were left alone.
There was a fence that had to be climbed, but it snapped and fizzed with electricity. The wires there stretched back to a switch in the building the armed man had retreated into, which turned out to be teeming with zombies- some of which had the disturbing habit of lying perfectly still when approached, only to come to their feet the moment Gordon's or Dinah's back was turned. Anything with a headcrab still attached became fair game, whether still or moving- or at least, the headcrab part did.
And then there was the blind alley, where the only way out was to clamber up a fire escape... no. Up two fire escapes. Even better.
As he's almost at the top of the second, Gordon pauses. "Dinah? Did you hear a cat just now?" he asks- and something black and spidery LEAPS at his face with a scuttling hiss.
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Date: 2008-07-26 07:52 pm (UTC)There was a complicated rig with a gas tank and an electrical igniter that blocked their way. It had its uses- it did, after all, keep the zombies back- but the howls of agony it induced were too disturbing even for Gordon's hardened sensibilities. By mutual agreement, the fire rigs they found as they continued to travel were left alone.
There was a fence that had to be climbed, but it snapped and fizzed with electricity. The wires there stretched back to a switch in the building the armed man had retreated into, which turned out to be teeming with zombies- some of which had the disturbing habit of lying perfectly still when approached, only to come to their feet the moment Gordon's or Dinah's back was turned. Anything with a headcrab still attached became fair game, whether still or moving- or at least, the headcrab part did.
And then there was the blind alley, where the only way out was to clamber up a fire escape... no. Up two fire escapes. Even better.
As he's almost at the top of the second, Gordon pauses. "Dinah? Did you hear a cat just now?" he asks- and something black and spidery LEAPS at his face with a scuttling hiss.