Post by Tovarisch Khrushchev on Mar 12, 2007 0:08:27 GMT -5
"OH SON OF A BITCH!" Tovarisch shouted as Murray's reanimated self bit into his arm.
He reached into his pack with his only free hand, pulling out a Necrotech Syringe and grasping it firmly in his hand. He cringed as Murray sunk his teeth deeper into his arm, contacting bone. He could feel a strange mix of euphoria and sickness overcome him--No doubt a combination of the strange substance Leon had forced him to smoke and the infection of Murray's bite slowly taking its toll on his body. At least he had a small bit of comfort as the no doubt illegal drug began to take effect.
"Lets hope I hit my mark. I'm not exactly in the best of positions to be doing this. I apologize in advance for any permanent damage."
Tovarisch plunged the syringe deep into what he hoped was Murray's spinal column, and pumped the glistening serum out of the tube. Murray's body let out a series of violent jolts and jerks, ripping a section of flesh from Tovarisch's arm as he collapsed backwards to the floor.
"Ok...my turn."
The room spun, and the voices around him began to filter into deep muffled moans. He let out a small laugh as his body succumbed to the effects of the drug, and then passed out from the infection.
He reached into his pack with his only free hand, pulling out a Necrotech Syringe and grasping it firmly in his hand. He cringed as Murray sunk his teeth deeper into his arm, contacting bone. He could feel a strange mix of euphoria and sickness overcome him--No doubt a combination of the strange substance Leon had forced him to smoke and the infection of Murray's bite slowly taking its toll on his body. At least he had a small bit of comfort as the no doubt illegal drug began to take effect.
"Lets hope I hit my mark. I'm not exactly in the best of positions to be doing this. I apologize in advance for any permanent damage."
Tovarisch plunged the syringe deep into what he hoped was Murray's spinal column, and pumped the glistening serum out of the tube. Murray's body let out a series of violent jolts and jerks, ripping a section of flesh from Tovarisch's arm as he collapsed backwards to the floor.
"Ok...my turn."
The room spun, and the voices around him began to filter into deep muffled moans. He let out a small laugh as his body succumbed to the effects of the drug, and then passed out from the infection.