"Well why don't you be the GM...sorry story teller, if me and Jayson are honest your better than us" Gregg replied as he pulled on the window lock.<br/>The window opened with a slight squeek as he pushed on the bottom of the heavy steel frame. Cool air flowed in through the opening and a moaning could be heard from the direction of "Dr Death".<br/><br/>Gregg was about to turn to Martin when his attention was caught by another figure walking towards one of the students. This one was staright out of a Horror movie, the distintive Y cut from an autopsy ran down his chest. But it had not been stiched up and the organs inside of the body cavity were slowly making their escape.<br/><br/>"Shit, looks like the Dr messed......" Before Gregg could finish the Figure had reached the student and was clamping its mouths around the surprised students forearm.<br/><br/>