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Posted by ashelia on Dec 8th, 2008
We'd almost made it to the end of the map after a dozen tries. It was the third level of No Mercy, expert mode. Ryan (Stenchy), Dave (Henley), and Jen (BunnyJen) were graced with my amazing presence as Zoey. We were all at low health, but we were near the safe house. There was a chance a Tank lay ahead, up above us, as we left the sewers, but we'd decided to run for it and not look back.
Suddenly there was a horde of zombies. In a split second, words were exchanged. We decided not to climb the ladder, but to lock ourselves in the room next to it. Something about explosives was mentioned. BunnyJen was going to run for it. We had this, a sweet victory was right in our range, and we were pumped.
The horde arrived, running at us down the sewer to our safe spot. Backing against the wall, I threw my explosive.
At the same time, Ryan closed the door to our little room.
For a slow spanning three seconds, all I could hear was the tick of the bomb.
It was like I was a Counter-terrorist and I was defusing a bomb without a bomb kit - only much, much worse. The sound of the beeping, the zombie horde plowing through the door, the anguished screams of my teammate's voices as we realized our fatal mistake (no, I'm amazing and I refuse to take the full blame, Ryan). Seconds stretched into eternity, time froze, the dread hit my stomach.
And then, then there was nothing.
And we did not finish expert No Mercy.