The blood, It was too fresh. You had a bad feeling that what ever did this to these undead bastards, It is not friendly at all. You walk up a flight of stairs leading into a room with 5 pictures hanging on the wall. They all seemed to be of men, One if which had a bigger portrait then the others. You scanned the pictures for what seemed to be an hour until you heard stumbling foot steps behind you. On Impulse, You swung your weapon around hoping to hit what was behind you, but with no anvil you hit nothing but air. "W-What? I thought I heard something". Your sentence was cut short as you felt someone grab you from behind and put you in a head lock. "W-What the hell?!" You choked out as the person behind you began to speak. "Y-Your not a zombie? I'm so sorry!" With that he let you go and you turned around to see the mystery person behind you. He was wearing a military jacket with the letters U.S.M.C on the shoulder and matching pants with brown boots. "The names Tank Dempsey, Now what is a lady like you doing here during the zombie apocalypse?" He said. "Probably doing the same thing you are, trying not to become a human happy meal." He chuckled at your words and put an arm behind your back. "There are other people here, why don't we go meet them. There is one specific person I do want you to watch out for." With that he led me into a large theater like room with a large stage and rows of velvet seating. As soon as you entered the large room, you where met with three pairs of eyes, one of which stated at you with interest, or was that curiosity? You couldn't quite tell, two of the men walked up to you and greet you "Hello I am Nikolai, I like Vodka....*Chugs bottle*" He said, with a slight slur in his speech pattern. "Herro young rady, I am Takeo!" The Japanese man said happily. The man from the stage came down slowly, with his hands behind his back as he stalked over you. These men make you feel really short, with you being only 5'3. The tallest man would be the one with the nazi uniform on, he was kind of cute....No! You must stay focused! He held his long arm out for a hand shake, "Hallo, I am Edvard Richtofen, But bitte, call me Richtofen." As he ended the sentence he slowly brought your hand up to his mouth and gave it you a kiss on your knuckles which made you blush madly. He smirked at your reaction and then walked away to the stage to continue working on a large machine that sat on the stage. "What's that for?" You questioned. "That is our way out little lady" Dempsey stated. "If the German gets teleporters fixed, we go home" Nikolai said. "Yeah....That's if Dicktofen fixes it before we all become maggot meal.." Dempsey said with an angry tone to his voice. "Why did you call him that?" You said with curiosity. "Let me just tell you about him....He is an evil psychopath..If he could he would leave us hear to rot...But I guess he "needs" us for some of his crazy science shit.." Dempsey explained. "Well he doesn't seem that bad.." You said. You thought to yourself for a few minutes thinking about Richtofen. 'I don't see what's so bad about him, he seems to be the normal type of gentlemen you find on a daily basis...well I guess I'm gonna find out more about him soon enough..'