"Good God."
Katukov had his Python out the whole time, but everything was just moving too fast for him. His front sight had whipped around the room, trailing after the unholy apparition by a split second every time. He knew it would be too dangerous for his new Kauvaran ally if he were to shoot blindly, so he just stood there, flashlight held backwards as a bludgeon and pistol ready to cut down the humanoid form if it came too close.
"I couldn't...I couldn't line up a shot! How can something like that...thing move that fast?"
He walked over to the Kauvaran, taking a a somewhat clean cloth from his pocket and putting it over a cut on the man's leg.
"Yeah, I think we should secure a safe zone. We won't survive long without food, but...but look outside."
He pointed towards a gap in the ominous barricades, and proceeded to say, "It's so damn dark, and going out there with flashlights and torches would be the worst idea I can possibly think of right now. We should wait for morning before we do anything."
He didn't realize the impracticality of his suggestion at the time.

"Holy sh*t, what the hell was that" Charlie yelled and jumped back, "It was fucking crazy I mean..it just..." He was starting to feel a bit woozy again. He moved over to a chair in the corner of the room and sat down. He started to look around the room and its dimensions. To him, it just looked normal. it was the right shape to be a room, yet it felt empty. It was like the room was just sitting in a vast abyss of nothingness. He shook off the thought and went over to the passed out kauvaran.

Kane examined the note he had pulled from the deranged body. He raised a eyebrow in confusion as he went through it's contents. Kane held it up and read it further.
"Hey guys, come check this shit out." He informed and cleared his throat. "This little paper here, it reads;

Over yonder,
A gentle loft,
Within it lie,
A mind so soft..."

Kane slipped the not into his vest and began to examine the now closed fridge. "What the fuck is that suppost to mean?" He pondered. "Hey, I'll rip up this fridge for parts. You guys clear out this shack. Go on, it isn't hard." Kane ordered, challenging the others for the role as the leader.

"What the FUCK!?" Kane jumped back and aimed his M1911 directley up towards the new group of angry half-dead creatures. As the voice mentioned "Feasting on Flesh", Kane didn't hesitate to open fire , taking deadly accurate shots into their skulls. After three bullets, one finally dropped.
"Where the hell did they come from!? How the fuck do you kill them!?!"
BANG. BANG.

"They don't die!! What the fuck!" Kane cursed as one got close enough he had to use his fists. A fury of punches towards the chest merley phased the hellish creature. Kane darted behind it, and made a solid kick to it's back, kocking it forward. Once it was on the ground, he drew his pistol and prepared to shoot it in the aubergine. Just then, the zombie creature's head did a 180' degree turn and grabbed Kane's leg. "FUCK!!" He yelped as he smashed his foot through it's skull, finishing it off.

"How many more of these damned things are there!?"

Katukov grabbed one of the beasts by the throat, firing a .357 slug from its nose (or lack of) to the back of its skull. He threw it back, slamming it against the floor, as he drew his nightstick.
"Back to the basement! We can hold out there!"
He grimaced as the thing he had just delivered a killing shot to stirred facedown on the floor. Without thinking, he lifted his boot for a curb stomp, and the thing abruptly delivered a backwards donkey kick to his stomach.
"Gah!"
He was immediately knocked off balance, the cigarette falling out of his mouth and landing on the floor. He stumbled backwards a few steps, before tripping over a disembodied thigh and falling.
"HELP!" he shouted, as he scrambled backwards, trying to line up a shot with one hand. His other hand was holding him up, still gripping his nightstick. "BACK!", he shouted, leaning up to swipe at one with his club. It connected solidly, sending the creature reeling, but it came back for more. Another one turned around and joined the first in cornering Katukov. He fired at it, the bullet shattering its elbow. It didn't even seem to care, limping forward on three of its limbs while growling like an animal.
"HELP ME OUT HERE!"

As the beasts ripped the psychiatrist to pieces, Katukov made a break for it. He sprang to his feet, pushing past the two beasts as he lunged for the deceased's sword, still sticking out of a dead creature. There were only about four or five left in the room, and Katukov managed to slam his new blade down on one's head. He was careful to avoid being cornered this time, but he saw something that alarmed him. The Kauvaran.

"Kane! Cover me!"
He started to drag the unconscious security officer down the stairs into the basement, alternating between yelling in his ear and swinging the longsword at the beasts still circling him. As soon as he reached the staircase, the one with the wounded elbow started down after him. He used his weapon as a bat, hurling the demonic being sideways off the staircase and down to the basement floor below. It landed headfirst, and Katukov heard a mighty *crack* as it hit.
"CID! WAKE UP! WAKE UP, DAMMIT!"

"I got your back!" Kane shouted, raising his pistol. He fired with even deadlier accuracy as he raised his left arm to his shoulder as a brace. Kane began to learn that if you shoot the creatures at a certain spot in the jaw, it can take the whole creatures' head off. Kane also noted that this would function just as efficiently with a blunt or bladed weapon, given the right amount of force. By the time the Lolzi man got the Kauvaran into the basement, Kane was halfway through his first clip.

"Fuck this!" Kane shouted as he placed his pistol back into gis vest, and drew his CDSPian combat machete. "I like to conserve ammo, you damned... Things!" Kane roared as he slashed a creature's head in two. A CDSP machete is built with an extremely sharp blade, and is serrated on the entire backside, designed to cut through flesh and bone, need be.

"You wake him up, I'll finish them off!" Kane shouted down to the basement as he cut into a monstrosity with the back of his machete.