by Iceking » Thu Nov 01, 2007 9:08 pm
the marines that had gone into the hidden building hadn't known that this building would be hidden underground, but they thought nothing more of it. they walked on for 2 hours and they didn't manage to find the exit. however, they did find a room and a journal was on the table, covered with dust and more human skeleton's lay nearby, one still holding a gun. one of the marines picked up the journal and began to read from an entry towards the middle:"may 1, it seems that today is like any other day of work. in another hour, i'll go have breakfast and then i'm off to work and i work until 6 in the evening." the next line read:"may 2nd, today, one of the other workers went to walk in the nearby woods for an hour. the funny thing is that he never returned once the hour was up. wonder what he's up to now. march 3rd, the missing guy was found, but he was dead. he had many clawmarks on his body and someone else reported seeing odd footprints near the body. it might just have been a mountain lion that killed the guy. march 15, we've been forced to barrivade ourselves into the dinning room. even as i write this, they are seperated from us only by a wooden door that we have blocked. i can hear them hissing and ramming against the door. i have not written anything until today because of all the weird events that been going on. we most likley will die here, but we will not go without a fight. this may very well be my last entery in this journal. they've overrun this whole place and perhaps if we die, they'll ;eave." one of the men asked:"it seems that a group of xenomorphs were once, but i doubt that anymore are here." unkown to the humans, a large shape moved quietly in the dark, ready to make it's move.