Part 17

    "Oh shit!" Kevin reeled back as the captain's face was mauled, narrowly saving himself from being mauled by another beast.

    He pulled his axe and swung at the toothy thing attached to the captain's face, while making sure that the other monsters - there were a total of four in the room now - couldn't take a run at him or the captain. The first swing connected, as did the second, and the fungal freak was knocked away. The captain fell to the floor in pain and the four beasts started circling. Graves backed up to where Kevin was protecting the writhing Captain Andere, holding his handgun out in front of him in a protective stance, not firing.

    Kevin on the other hand didn't have that issue. He switched from the fireman's axe to the shotgun, sighting down the barrel at the closest gnashing maw. He squeezed the trigger, fire erupting from the barrel and, what you would call the face of the thing, exploded. He racked another shell and took aim again.

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