Dave, Randy, Mike, Robert, and Jean-Guy activate the elevator and rise back up to the surface. They are almost cold as they step out into the normal weather. It is after noon.
"If she's violent, I'll try to calm her face-first (you can help me with that, priest) while you two take her from behind. A good tap on the back of the head, right on the cerebellum, should get her down."
"Tap from anything. Your handle, my crow-bar, your fist...if you can't do that, then take her down some other way. I still have my rope, so we can be the pacifists and tie her up."
"Um....I don't think so." Dave said, now a worried look on his face. "Well, maybe she took him in the bathroom? There wasn't any gas in there, was there?" Dave asked, started to take quick steps back to the building, crow-bar ready.
Dave put on his gas-mask as well. "I can have this on for now, but I'm going to have to take it off when I talk to Jeanne. In case their is gas, let's get her down as soon as we can (but once again, only if we have too.)"
As you get closer you can see that Joanne's head has been pulled off by some incredible force. There is blood everywhere, massive pools of it covering the entire room. When you enter, you see your lost teammate in the bathroom inspecting his revolver...
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