Bob Barker - not the game show host, a valet parking attendent and driver extrordinaire.
Levi Rosen - Technology genius.
Phil Raven - gigolo, muscle man.
Jennifer Kinney - Model and Indianpolis Colts Cheerleader. This is me, I am writing this entry to chronicle the strange events happening to us. I fear I may soon be dead, or may not be me anymore and want to leave this behind for someone to possibly help us.
We are all in Indianapolis for tech conference for reasons of our own, some for work, some for play, and are unknown to each other until...
We all attend a demonstration by Trinity Medical of an exciting new machine. The machine puts the subject into a deep REM sleep and then while they sleep causes them to dream. But what is exciting is that the machine has the innate ability to interpret said dreams. It is being touted as a way to treat people with severe phobias, PTSD or other brain disorders.
The demonstration starts and this is where things get bad and memories get fuzzy. The subject, once camly sleeping, starts to appear in great distress. Writhing as if in pain and suffering. A blackness ascends upon the audience from under the stage. People panic. All hell breaks loose.
This is where I start to forget things. I was working on the stage for Trinity, basically just smiling and showing off my tits and legs, easy money. When the subject started flipping out, me and these guys who were up front, Phil and Levi, tried to help him. But it was too late, he was too far gone. Next thing I know someone up above starts shooting some kinda magic fireballs or something at the blackness coming out from under the stage. This is when I knew it was time to roll. The Trinity guy pulls some box, later I learn its a hard drive, from the machine and gives it to Phil.
Me, Phil, Levi and the hard drive take off and next thing we know this guy Bob Barker tells us to jump into his car and he starts driving like a bat out hell...
So we head to this crappy storage unit that we are calling our safehouse, just to figure out what the fuck to do at this point and try to make sense of what happened. One of the guys, I forget who, seems to remember something about taking the hard drive to someone at Trinity in Las Vegas to try and figure out what just happened. I really don't need this in my life right now, but I am too scared to do much else and I have the sense that we are now being watched, followed, hunted.
We pool our cash, max out our credit cards and buy some stuff. We pick up a box truck, which is a freaking old bread truck, with this goofy ass cartoon bread guy on the side. Bob Barker buys and AK-47 and an UZI that guy is nuts. We buy some other weapons, not sure why, none of us know how to use them, and some provisions for the trip to Vegas.
So you might be thinking to yourself, why would I just up and leave with this crew. Well if you saw what I saw, you would quickly realize that normal life as we know it, has just ended. I don't think I have much of a career anymore after this.
The next day we head out on the long 10+ hour trip to Vegas. Everything is going just fine until a cop cars flips it lights on and tries to pull us over. Its funny though, cause we look back and see that the two cops in the front seat are all bloody and dead, yet the car is still coming after us.
Phil, not the smartest one of our team, decides to start shooting at. Are you kidding me! Are we really being chased by Zombie Cops or something?!? The cop cars tires, and ours too, manage to get all shot to hell. Now we are fighting these, whatever they are, straight up. They tell us they are Mr. Gray and Mr. Orange. I try to work some of my "appeal" on them, but it doesn't work. They say they were hired to get the hard drive back and thats what they want. I try again to make them another "offer" but no dice.
A firefight ensues, I even get to shoot my new shotgun! We end up killing these dudes, but it was really freaky. There were crows too, and when they died they just kinda went poof and were gone. Phil got injured, but he should be ok.
We get back on the road with the gear from the cop car and continue on to Vegas...
So we head to this crappy storage unit that we are calling our safehouse, just to figure out what the fuck to do at this point and try to make sense of what happened. One of the guys, I forget who, seems to remember something about taking the hard drive to someone at Trinity in Las Vegas to try and figure out what just happened. I really don't need this in my life right now, but I am too scared to do much else and I have the sense that we are now being watched, followed, hunted.
We pool our cash, max out our credit cards and buy some stuff. We pick up a box truck, which is a freaking old bread truck, with this goofy ass cartoon bread guy on the side. Bob Barker buys and AK-47 and an UZI that guy is nuts. We buy some other weapons, not sure why, none of us know how to use them, and some provisions for the trip to Vegas.
So you might be thinking to yourself, why would I just up and leave with this crew. Well if you saw what I saw, you would quickly realize that normal life as we know it, has just ended. I don't think I have much of a career anymore after this.
The next day we head out on the long 10+ hour trip to Vegas. Everything is going just fine until a cop cars flips it lights on and tries to pull us over. Its funny though, cause we look back and see that the two cops in the front seat are all bloody and dead, yet the car is still coming after us.
Phil, not the smartest one of our team, decides to start shooting at. Are you kidding me! Are we really being chased by Zombie Cops or something?!? The cop cars tires, and ours too, manage to get all shot to hell. Now we are fighting these, whatever they are, straight up. They tell us they are Mr. Gray and Mr. Orange. I try to work some of my "appeal" on them, but it doesn't work. They say they were hired to get the hard drive back and thats what they want. I try again to make them another "offer" but no dice.
A firefight ensues, I even get to shoot my new shotgun! We end up killing these dudes, but it was really freaky. There were crows too, and when they died they just kinda went poof and were gone. Phil got injured, but he should be ok.
We get back on the road with the gear from the cop car and continue on to Vegas...
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