Once again, Rob found himself in a painfully familiar situation - spearheading the desperate attempt of a group of scared injured men to reach safety and get help. The main entrance to the Terrosphere was just a couple of turns ahead of them, in the labyrinth of hallways, facilities, and rooms that was the ground level of the research facility. With only 10 bullets left, Sgt Hound Dog was pacing forward cautiously, the Showstopper in his left hand, his right hand instinctively clenched into a fist. The injured scientists were groaning and whispering behind him. He could smell them whenever he got close to them - blood, sweat, urine.<br/><br/>Another turn, and another empty, broken hallway with shattered glass and objects lying around. No bodies - not here. A few splatters of blood on an open door, and a single shoe on the floor. A right shoe. Rob carefully stepped over it as he continued to walk, eyes wandering through every shadow, every open room, every obstacle. But there was nobody - infected or not. He assumed that the fight back at the other end of the ground level had drawn the attention of all ferenzies. No sign of Terra or any member of her crew who could have survived so far. He remembered the scene with the dying 'Madman' Ignacio. They had been overwhelmed there. Rob realized how lucky he was that he had only encountered infected crazies one at a time up to this point. He didn't have the manpower nor the firepower to withstand an attack from 3-4 or more infected. He shuddered at the thought of what would happen to the scientists if he fell. It would be a massacre, bloody and horrifying.<br/><br/>Heart in his throat, neither wanting to die nor to see any more civilians die, he continued leading them forward. Another turn - and there it was, the entrance to the Terrosphere, a massive double door, completely intact, at the other end of the hallway. There was no sign of people here - dead or alive.<br/><br/>"We're almost there, careful," he said to the group of people as they slowly, step by step approached the double doors. He could feel their relief - this nightmare from the mess hall to the ground level was finally at an end. He waved at them to stay back as he entered his code and the doors of the facility slid open.<em>Oh, no...</em>The first thing he saw through the opening door was bodies. Many bodies. And blood. What he had imagined about the group of civilians he was leading in case he fell - that had actually happened here. Rob closed his eyes - he knew how foolish this was, but he couldn't not do it. He shut them and rubbed his forehead. His heart sank.