Frank is trying his best but whatever is inside that panel is clearly more than he expected.
His body suddenly stiffens as if something warm and sticky slithered down his back. You didn't see anything touching him but it was enough to put him into overdrive.
Ten seconds later and the panel abruptly shuts off.
>29!The heavy metal door separating the HIGH RISK STORAGE SECTOR begins the slow and arduous process of rising off of the ground.
Vincent stumbles away from the now nonfunctional machine turret. The heat from firing so much has warped the barrel - You doubt it can fire anymore.
The back of his suit is faintly glowing from the heat as well. "Ngh. Dealt with worse."
>-1 VINCENT FLESH! 8/10 LEFT!"We could've talked to her, ya know." Clover shakes his head. "Ahhh, what the hell. Not worth fighting over."
"Let's get moving before someone checks on what that noise was." Vincent nods towards the heavy metal slab that's now half way open.
As the other wait by it, Frank briefly leans over to whisper to you. "You're WELCOME, by the way. Shit was esoteric but the locks keeping all that precious loot of yours hidden? Unlocked. Even disabled some cameras for fun. You're WELCOME."
"Thank you." You smile at him, not letting him being himself get to you.
Before you can say something, something vibrates in your pocket. You check it and it's for the trap you set up not even five minutes ago.
The thick mist from the cryo grenades is hampering the cameras' ability to see but you can make out the faint silhouette of someone. As the mist clears you immediately pick up on who it is.
https://youtu.be/thhdXw_yN0E - BENNETT IS NEAR
That is not a body a human should have.
The muscles in his arms and legs have knotted and twisted into something reminiscent of kevlar more so than actual human flesh. The rest of his body is built like a brick shithouse. Thick varicose veins that only regular steroid use could grant cover a majority of his arms, legs and neck.
His uniform, what little you can see through the mist and the thick sticky strands wrapped around him, looks exactly like Frank's - A black tactical uniform with vests and pouches all over it.
His face is covered in a futuristic mask with rabbit ears poking out of it. It's made out of a sturdy grey steel with red rust around the ear part of the mask.
He's stuck to the ground, unable to move due to the sticky silk clinging to him and the frozen ice locking his feet to the ground. His gaze snaps towards the cameras.
With one solid tug, the ice around his feet shatters into a million pieces. He begins to float in the air thanks to the gravity generator. He tilts his head for a moment and, as if by some unseen force, the cameras recording him all lose power.
He. He's already breaking out. That's not slowing him down much. Fuck.
Frank had already turned his focus to the rest of the group. Good - you don't need him psyched out. You need to keep moving.
Time to explore the SECTOR.
