would've updated sooner but i was busy watching two awesome episodes of medabots
The pistol is indeed loaded. After all, you never know when the apocalypse of fuzzy animals will start, right? Anyways, you hold the pistol at the ready and sit in a tight space between the bases of some of the cylinders.
In your belt, you find a grappling rope, a few minty-smelling thin rectangles, laser ammo, and a few identification cards. Oh, and a card that says "ACTIVATE ALL SYSTEMS; BLOCK D, ROOM 184". You didn't know little blocks could have rooms. Oh well, the more you know!
reverse zombie apocalypse lol
check around for useful stuff like ammo, then proceed to chambers and see if there's any way of getting them out.
You peek your head out of your hiding place. Still no one.
You try to step out, but get hit with another wave of dizziness. You try to grab one of the convenient little tables to steady yourself and you wrap your hand around a small pole.
You hear the whir of machinery as you try to get off the floor, only to hear glass shattering and a torrent of cold liquid wash over your body. After a few moments, you try to sit up, but you feel a foot firmly plant itself on your chest.
You open your eyes and are met with the barrel of what looks like a really, really deadly gun. Past that gun is what looks like really, really violent version of yourself.
Okay, maybe it doesn't look very violent at the moment BUT HOLDING A GUN TO SOMEONE IS VIOLENT ENOUGH.
What now?