"Let's do lunch sometime..." George said, chuckling evilly as the sound of his heavy footsteps drew closer. "How 'bout NOW."

Shit... Isabella thought, panicking slightly as everyone was silent for a moment, waiting for whatever was going to happen next. Is that who they were talking about before? Their director-

A loud gunshot interrupted her thoughts as another explosive yell shook the building. 

"I thought we were friends!" George roared, swinging his spotlight around angrily, smashing the fuse box outside the door. The lights inside flickered a few times before going out, as sparks flew from the teleporter before it shut down completely and the small room was plunged into darkness once again. Loud footsteps could be heard retreating as the sounds of the undead followed as well. 

"Aww, don't run away!" George shouted, laughing evilly before an eerie silence washed over the room and it's occupants.

"What the hell was that?" Brianna whispered, confused and slightly scared of whatever that thing was coming back, as she listened to everyone stumbling around in the dark. 

What are we going to do now that we don't know what will happen? She asked herself nervously, her fists clenching in her lap while she closed her eyes, wishing she could be anywhere else at the moment. How are we even going to get out of this room?

"Whatever it was, it severely fucked our power situation..." Isabella slurred, laughing to herself as she slumped against the teleporter before shutting her eyes, completely exhausted and quite frankly, too tired and drunk to care. 

Truthfully, she was terrified. For once, she didn't know what was coming next. Everything had been so easy when she had known exactly what to do and which steps to take. Now, they were all in the dark once again. 

In more ways than one... Isabella thought, chuckling drunkenly at their misfortune.

"Verdammt!" Richtofen cursed, stomping forward angrily as his boot connected with a toolbox lying on the floor. 

CRASH!

"SCHEISSE! Mach es der selber du verdammter Arschficker!" He screamed rapidly, picking himself up off the ground as a few emergency lights blinked on, casting a dim glow over everyone's features. 

Everyone except Takeo, who was still crippled in the corner, snickered a bit, earning a fierce glare from the doctor that said, 'laugh again and I will cut you' as they all fell silent. He made his way to the door, removing his hat for a moment and pressing his ear to the cool metal, listening for any other sounds outside.

Silence.

"At least there aren't any zombies in here..." Tank said from across the room, still sounding rather intoxicated. "I feel like I'm on vacation!"

"Nikolai seconds that!" The Russian chimed in happily, both of them seemingly unfazed by the fact that they were once again without power.

"Well, that's looking at the glass as half full guys..." Brianna piped up, a tinge of sarcasm tainting her melodic voice. "I guess that's got to count for something..."

The group continued their conversation as Richtofen sighed in defeat, ready to take a seat himself, when the muffled sound of footsteps could be heard approaching. His green eyes widened, a plan already forming in his mind as he heard the person draw nearer. A few gunshots could be heard before the sound of footsteps racing past the door.

"Vait!" Richtofen hissed, tapping on the door gently while trying to get their attention.

"What is it this time?" The man with the southern accent drawled, sounding quite annoyed as he paused, using his MP5K to blast the heads off a few zombies that were following him. 

"Rooker, come on!" Another man shouted as more gunfire could be heard in the background over the moans of the undead. 

"Now zhat zhey are occupied..." Richtofen said lowly, turning back momentarily to make sure his teammates were still distracted. "I vas vondering, could you do a special errand for me? I need you to retrieve a very important device. It looks like a long, stiff, hard, golden rod... Vith fingers on zhe end."

"Are you crazy?!" The man outside the door said sharply, reloading his gun as he frowned, wondering for a moment what exactly it was that he was supposed to be looking for. "I have a god damn good mind to shoot you myself!"

"Whasgoin' on over there Doc?" Dempsey slurred, raising an eyebrow as the rest of their group directed their attention to the door as well. 

Grimacing, the doctor turned around to find Isabella staring at him with calculating eyes as well as the American and the rest. Richtofen glared back intensely for a moment, hearing the sounds of footsteps and the undead fade away while wondering what parts of their conversation she had heard. Switching back to his usual emotionless mask a few seconds later, he choose to ignore her, finally answering the American's question.

"Nozhing Dempshey~" He sang, walking away from the metal door to join the rest of his teammates as he watched Nikolai and Dempsey fight over the last of the vodka. Nikolai won obviously, smirking as he chugged the rest of the alcohol like it was water before placing the empty bottle in his pack while humming an old Russian tune to himself. Dempsey shook his head drunkenly, continuing with what he was saying before as the rest of the group continued to stare. 

"We are going to leave this place to enter another wild goose chase... Except we are the goose and the zombies are the... Um..." Tank trailed off, looking around at his comrades for assistance. "Someone help me out here... There's a metaphor there somewhere, I think..." He finished shrugging, not really caring either way.

"It's going to be sad to leave this time..." Nikolai said wistfully, remembering the good times like now with his companions and of course, his vodka. "Richtofen, I hope you are leading us to more vodka and less zombies!" He continued, already thinking back on the empty bottle inside his backpack. Always needing more vodka... He thought tiredly, shaking his head at Isabella and Dempsey who looked completely wasted. 

A few moments later the silence was broken suddenly by a knock on the door, followed by a deep voice. 

"Hey!" The man outside shouted, sounding slightly out of breath as a few beeping sounds could be heard from buttons being pressed on the other side. The lights blinked on as the power in the room switched on. The teleporter started up as well, humming in the corner and tainting the room with a blue glow once again as the man outside continued. 

"I got that thing you wa-"

"WUNDERBAR!" Richtofen exclaimed loudly, cutting him off while skipping towards the door despite the strange looks he was receiving. A dull thud could be heard as something dropped through the delivery tube, only to be snatched away quickly by a pair of gloved hands and pocketed swiftly. 

Clearing his throat, Richtofen turned around, ignoring his teammates confused looks as he marched into the teleporter, working once again on getting the coordinates right for where they needed to go next...

"One more step and the world will be mine! HAHAHA!" Richtofen thought excitedly as he chuckled, falling silent a moment later when he realized he had accidentally said that out loud.

"...I mean... Force field, force field~... I'm not stuck behind a force field~!" He sang, trying his best to ignore the prying stares from his teammates. Laughing crazily, he mumbled to himself in German, smirking when the others gave up, turning away to pass the time talking or thinking to themselves. 

Zhat vas a close von... He thought while sneering at his dumb teammates, mainly the American and the Russian as he reprimanded himself mentally for even referring to them as such things. Zhey are mere test subjects...

"Hey, you outside!" Nikolai yelled, stumbling towards the door hurriedly before banging his gloved fist against the cool metal. "Nikolai needs more vodka!"

"What?" The same voice from outside choked, sounding more surprised than annoyed. "We don't have anymore!"

"Chush' sobach'ya!" Nikolai shouted, slamming his head against the door once before closing his eyes and muttering to himself. "Chto za huy..."

Brianna frowned disapprovingly at the Russian before turning to face her sister who still looked a bit... out of it, to say the least. 

"Isabella...?" She questioned softly, tapping her on the shoulder a few times before she looked up, meeting emerald eyes that matched her own. "Are you going to be okay? I'm worried about you..."

Sighing, Isabella looked away towards their comrades, making sure none of them were listening in before facing her sister once more. 

"I don't know what we're going to do..." She began, the look of fear creeping into her eyes while her voice shook slightly, imagining the terrors that probably awaited them at their next destination. "I've been trying to help us, but nothing has worked... And now, we don't even know where we are..."

"I'm so sorry." Brianna said quietly, staring at her sister for a moment before pulling her in for a hug. "I'm sorry I let you deal with all of this alone..." She continued, feeling herself getting emotional while thinking about all they'd seen together.

Isabella blinked a few times, incredibly surprised that Brianna was even talking to her right now after everything that had happened.

"It wasn't your fault... You just have to know that, okay? No matter what I said... I'm... I'm so sorry..."

"It's okay." Isabella replied, breathing out a sigh of relief as she felt herself relax a bit, already feeling less stressed about their situation and even allowing a small smile to grace her features for a moment. "Thank you..."

"Ahem," The doctor said loudly, coughing a few times before continuing. "Ze teleporter is ready. Let us be on our vay..."

Everyone got up as Isabella helped Takeo to his feet, feeling sorry that he'd been sick the entire time they were stranded here. Both women helped the Japanese soldier into the teleporter as Dempsey frowned, glaring at the doctor's green pants momentarily before looking back up, unsure of whether or not he should keep this question to himself. 

Fuck it... He thought opening his mouth a few seconds later. 

"Kinda sick of me to ask this but Richtofen, is that a rod in your pocket-"

"NEIN! Let's go! I've got us vhat ve needed." The doctor snapped, turning his attention back to the controls of the glowing piece of machinery that would soon take them to another no doubt, dangerous location. 

"Hah hah, yeah... DRUNK!" Nikolai laughed as they all stepped into the teleporter. Richtofen slammed the launch button as electricity flashed around them before they-

A small explosion could be heard as the lights in the room went out again, they smell of burning plastic filling the air as the teleporter shut down, leaving them all standing together in total darkness.

"This is becoming an all too familiar situation guys..." Isabella muttered, crossing her arms while hearing her sister sigh in frustration behind her.

"What happened?" Nikolai questioned, tired of literally always being in the dark about these technological things.

"Should I go out and push?" Dempsey said sarcastically, raising an unseen eyebrow towards the doctor who did not sound amused at his little joke. Sighing, he massaged the side of his head with one hand while responding bitterly.

"Ugh, ze teleporter must have blown out again!"

"Oh come on!" Dempsey growled, becoming rather annoyed at all this bad luck they were having recently. "This better be more rewarding than last time. Stupid Gersch..."

"Vodka!" Nikolai shouted, wanting to be part of the conversation as well as Brianna cringed, her eyebrow twitching slightly in anger now that her ears hurt from the Russian's loud voice. 

"Now what?" One of the men behind the door said before the sound of metal colliding against metal could be heard as the power started up again. The hum of the teleporter filled the room as the doctor grinned, setting the coordinates once again. 

"Thank you again stranger!" He called towards the door quickly before raising his hand to the launch button. "Perhaps ve vill see you another time... Goodbye!"

"Yo sauerkraut," Dempsey growled as he eyed Richtofen suspiciously before continuing. "You never did tell us why we came here..."

"All in good time my clever Dempshey, all in good time-"

The sound of vomit hitting the floor interrupted their conversation as Takeo grimaced in the background, obviously ready to leave this horrible place. Richtofen sighed in irritation before glancing at the Imperial soldier momentarily. 

"Zhat's vhat you get for eating raw fish!" 

Bringing a gloved hand down on the controls, electricity flashed around them as the tell tale sounds of teleportation filled their ears before they all slipped into blackness.