Monsters Outside

>Don't you have a window you coul throw the grenade out off ?

A window? No, you're too poor to afford an apartment with a window. Considering all the monsters out there, that might be a good thing in this situation.

"No No No No Break! I'm Monster too!"

The monster breaks enough of the wall to look inside.



“LIAR! LIAR! LIAR! LIAR!”

Oh no.

>Pick up one of your clothes in the chest and dip it in the sewer dirt water!

>Use the sewer-wet shirt to repel that horrible creature.

This solves two problems, your bathroom dirty floor and the monster!

You rush to grab a shirt and rub it all over your filth-covered bathroom. You turn back towards the monster and shove a big load of human waste into it.



“GROSS! GROSS! GROSS! GROSS!”

It runs away in terror. Good thing it still understands the concept of disgust.

You get another email. You push your cupboard in front of the hole before reading it.



'From: TROLLMASTER HADES
To: You (Costovo Elmada)

Subject: HAVING FUN?

“ARE YTOU HAVE ING FUN?! Me am gonna sEND MONSTARS TO YOUR ROOM EVERY CHANCE I GET!

Yes yes yes YUS I AM MONSTER TOO it is good to be monstaer

LETS ALL BE ONE BIG HAPPY FAMILY AND SHOVE ARMS INTO EACH OTHERS MOUTHS

ITS ALL I THINK ABOUT NOW

make more make more make more make more make more make more

MonSTARS!!!!”

A monster is using email to taunt you? And they're deliberately sending monsters to you? Will wonders never cease.

Come to think of it, you've heard of 'Trollmaster Hades' before. Even before this monster outbreak started, they've always been a real asshat. If only the disease ruined their intellect.

You get another email. It's from someone in the Government. It's fairly long.

“From: Dr. Belinda Cobra
To: You (Costovo Elmada)

Subject: Found that grenade, huh

Hello Mr. Costovo. I am Belinda Cobra, Head of Research (Ministry of Health) regarding this 'monster outbreak' we're having. We dropped a hand grenade fitted with a location tracker into the sewage system. We hypothesized that with the right amount of water pressure, we could send items into your apartment via the sewer system. After monitoring the grenade's position and correlating that with data from your cellphone, we can safely conclude that it made it into your hands.

I apologize for ruining your bathroom. It must be looking (and smelling) pretty bad right now. However, this means we can now send you food and other items reliably. Don't worry, we'll send them to you inside airtight containers.

Tomorrow morning we'll send you a pack of military rations. Enough for a whole week, but you may eat as much as you like. We got a surplus of food after losing a quarter of our soldiers. I should tell you not to eat too much, but considering the circumstances a feast might lift your spirits.

I am also going to send you some declassified information about the 'monsters' (sorry I hate that word but everyone's calling them that so whatever). Here's what we know about them so far:

This is a viral epidemic. We're calling it the (ugh) Monster Virus.

The virus spreads via direct physical contact. Any part of an infected person is contagious.

The incubation period between point of contact to complete transformation varies from person to person. Fastest is 2 hours. Slowest is about 1 week.

Over 90% of infected people lose their memories and personalities, and they become obsessed with spreading the disease either by hunting targets or by using whatever intelligence remains to set up traps. We've seen them remove limbs and leave them lying around. We even found one trying to put their fingers into bags of potato chips.

A very small number of people manage to retain their lucidity after infection. We found a few of them surrendering to our military with white flags. They are still contagious, but co-operative and coherent.

So. With regards to that last part.

We're going to send an infected person to protect you.

No, we are not trying to deliberately infect you. She will be wearing a hazmat suit, and has a camera attached to her so we can monitor her. We even put a bomb on her in case she tries to trick us. She consented.

She is ignored by other 'monsters', so we considered her to be a good candidate as backup. She can attack other monsters just fine, and they won't bother trying to infect her. She will be armed with a hammer and an assault rifle. As luck would have it, she's former military, so I can assure you that she is capable.

Her name is Alyssa Gnu. The password is '230687' (Two-Three-Zero-Six-Eight-Seven). If she contacts you, ask her for it before answering any questions.

Our plan is simple: We're going to make sure the entire city is safe and quarantined before we retrieve you. We are not going to take any chances. We are going to make sure there's no way you'll get infected before we even try. It would suck if we rescued you and then a drop of blood ruins everything, right?

Good luck, Mr. Costovo.”

Finally! Some good news! You send her an email with your thanks. Hopefully she'll appreciate the gesture.

You yawn, and go to bed. You take your kitchen knife with you.

You get the feeling tomorrow's going to be a good day.

DAY 2

Today is not a good day.



You just woke up, opened your bedroom door and saw two monsters sitting on your couch. They're not hostile, or at least they're not attacking. However, they're not responding to anything you're saying. Sewage isn't working either.

Worse, they left the door wide open. How the hell did they get in, anyway?

Well, you're gonna have to solve that mystery later. What are you going to do about these two?

You got a knife, a hand grenade and a box full of old clothes.

Maybe you can scare them away? Or just... cover them with clothes? You could try pushing the sofa away from the laptop at least.

Damn you, Trollmaster Hades.

>_