Substation Problems

Calian POV

Just wait Jill! I'll get you back for this humiliation! Jill opened the red door leading into the substation building, with a zombie waiting for us past the many relay panels built in rows and columns. Jill instantaneously pushed up her shotgun and thoroughly slammed the zombie's head right off.

"You really do love your shotgun don't you Jill," I checked the zombie whose face was utterly destroyed in the process, I can't help but gulp a little, my little shotgun barrel really can't compare to her big one can't I. "What can I say, it gets the job done," Jill pumped it back, releasing the used round into the air, smoke could still be seen escaping the barrel.

"I never did ask you, how did that umbrella of yours kill the zombie dog? All I saw was blood spurting out of its head," hohoho, Santa Claus is here, time to make Jill even more jealous than she already is! "Kingsman umbrellas tend to also have the feature capable of firing .40 caliber cartridges with the lethality of a sniper rifle," I smugged at her look of disbelief.

"Impossible! That flimsy umbrella contains the power of a sniper rifle!?" oh yeah that's right, I also think its impossible but if it is, why would it be here. "There are many things you haven't seen yet Jill, I reckon you don't even believe in zombies before you properly met one!" Jill grumbled in annoyance about 'agents and their gadgets' and 'why can't I be born a brit'.

"On the other side, look here Jill, more presents for you," I opened a 3 lockers near all the relay panels, and them good bullets are residing inside. She took the bullets with a standing grudge and proceeded up the stairs to the control room, can't blame anyone from jealousy can't I. I shrugged and listened as Jill shot two more times at probably some zombies upstairs.

"F*cking shit!" Language Jill, I mentally reminded before seeing her holding a piece of paper while slowly crumbling it and forcefully throwing it into the wall. "What happened exactly," that paper must really have mad Jill quite upset for her to be throwing papers on the wall.

"The substation chief just had to shut off the four power breakers and here I thought we're just going to flick power switch and get on with it. But instead of that, we must now enter the substation in the middle of that abomination!" Jill had her hands on the control panel whilst looking at the main substation, buried under the disgusting cocoon.

Jill went out the door and as soon as we reached outside the substation power grids, the stench hit us hard. "It smells like all my nightmares piling up to get me," That's Jill's opinion but in mine, its a definite smell of death, and only death. We wet down and the presence of something amiss became more apparent when the mesh walls of the substation became covered in some fleshy substances.

"Look here, it says that the substation has recently lost its key to the grid and a lockpick was provided to the senior employee," I read it out aloud and Jill looked through the locked door and what's inside is not pretty, not at all. "That looks that the senior in question, he has a box on his lap," ah yes, we came up to him and he seems long dead, his stomach bulged strangely out of proportions, whatever happened to him?

"Careful there," I reminded Jill as she squatted down and slowly took the box out of his hands. Just as everything was well, the stomach exploded and multitudes of tiny sickening spiders appeared out of it and crawled through a hole on the ground. "Yuck," Jill mouthed and opened the ornate box, two very rusty and very old lockpicking tools came out of it.

"A torsion wrench and medium hook, old but should do the trick for any lock," Jill returned to the locked door, itching for a try at some very skilled lockpicking which I'm interested to watch. She inserted both tools at the same time and I can't begin to comprehend how she easily and smoothly turned both tools and the lock is successfully conquered.

"And that's how yo-" just as Jill was to finish her brag, a pair of pinchers pinched her tight o the neck and a very foul mouth opened slowly as she is struggling for breathe. I surprised at this development, pulled my gun in reflex and shot the mouth with all the bullets in my magazine. The 'thing' shrieks and released a haunting screech as it returned back to the cocoon as quickly as it came.

"What the f*ck is that!" Jill, dropped down, breathed in and out heavily, I reached for her hand and pulled her up. "Are you okay," she is still in as much shock as I am, that 'thing' came out of nowhere! "Yes I am, but firstly, what the f*ck is that!" she pointed at the cocoon which had made the substation grids as its home.

"I don't do, but whatever that is has overdued its residency. We just need to turn on the power breakers and switch on the main switch and that 'thing' will be electrocuted with 765000 volts of electricity, nothing can survive that," I opened the door and walked in, gun in my hand, Jill followed and raised her riot shield up.

"Close quarters," Jill said and I immediately popped out a shield of my own, the umbrella! It's canopy is entirely bulletproof and contains a projection with a high tech camera on the front, capable of switching modes between infrared and night vision or just regular sight. "How much more are you hiding under that umbrella Calian!"

"Much more than you'd think," I turned the camera to infrared mode and looked around, it could detect high levels of heat from 4 rectangular structures in four different locations and a huge red heat from above on the cocoon. "There are the grids, see the 4 reds," I tapped one of the four red signals, immediately giving an estimation of the object releasing heat.

Outlining the red colors filling the object, the sensors could 'build' the object virtually and identify it through a built-in calculation program. "That's one of the grid transformers and here's the switch, we only need to go through this labyrinth and find this transformer, as soon as we located it, the four should be nearby and easy enough for us to power it on ang get out of here."

I explained as detailed as possible and Jill could only nod along the way, I sighed as we dread at what's in this place. Wait a minute! Are those giant spiders!