Ground Zero
You figure you'll just drop you pistol and then after the scan you'll just grab it and head into the elevator. After doing this you type in your name and insert you debit card where upon it drains most of your account. The door you stepped through sudden shuts and a hum is heard.
"Now scanning for unauthorized items Scanning Scanning Scanning... WEAPON LOCATED IN FOYER! ACCESS DENIED! GZS SECURITY FORCE HAS BEEN DEPLOYED!"
Your first reaction is to escape, but the front doors have auto locked and the elevator doors are definitely not open. Shooting the door won't do any good either; it's thick and solid steel. The only thing you can do is resign yourself to your fate. You pick up your pistol, slump into the corner of the foyer and wait, wondering what's going to come next.
Surprisingly you don't have to wait long; you soon hear movement and voices by the outside door followed by a click and the door opening.
"GET OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP AND LEAVE YOUR WEAPON INSIDE!"
Feeling a little nervous and scared you do exactly that. When you exit, suddenly a spray of bullets is fired from one of the GZS security guards. You're hit several times in the body and fall to the ground. Amazingly you're still alive, but you're in no condition to do anything except listen to the security guards argue.
"You goddamn asshole! That's the THIRD person you shot! I told you CAN'T fire on anyone unless they're holding a weapon! Fuck, we're gonna be buried in paper work because of you!"
"Yeah well he looked like he was going for one."
"He had his fucking hands up! (Sigh) Nevermind, is he dead?"
"No, he looks like he's still breathing so uh what do we do? We never had one that survived before."
"Drop him off at the emergency room."
"Can't we just finish him off? It would be a hell of a lot easier."
"Maybe, but the GZS guidelines say that anyone who violates the policy agreement is subject to a lawsuit. He broke it, by trying to sneak in a weapon, I'm sure management or whoever is gonna want to sue his ass for all the remaining money and assets he owns. So keeping him alive is in GZS best interest. Hell, with their connections they'll probably figure out how to sue him for the hospital stay. Why do you think I got pissed off when you killed the others? You can't sue dead people!"
"Alright, alright get off my ass. Let's move him into the van before he bleeds to death."
At this point you fall unconscious. When you wake up you're lying in bed with a hose up your nose and several other tubing going into various places of your body. Apparently you have a private room though; GZS is probably adding that charge to your lawsuit as well. You're most likely going to be living in a cardboard box by the time you leave this place, but you don't really care at this point anymore.
As you slowly recover occasionally you're visited by some lawyer types who spout some legalese at you, but you're so zonked out on pain medication half the time and fading in and out of consciousness you can't even pay attention. You spend most of your conscious time in the hospital watching the TV in the corner of the room. The state of the world isn't getting any better.
Monday 8:00 AM
You groggily wake up and hear a loud continuous beeping noise. It's a test pattern on TV.
" BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE "
This is it.
You manage to lift yourself off the bed as you hear commotion going on in the hallway. After turning off the TV you look out the window and see the city practically in chaos. This hospital room doesn't seem so bad now; at least you've gotten some peace. You also can't help but to laugh, GZS won't be able to get anymore money from you now.
You continue to stare out the window laughing and then gaze upward towards the sky.
You see a bright light and then nothing at all.
"Now scanning for unauthorized items Scanning Scanning Scanning... WEAPON LOCATED IN FOYER! ACCESS DENIED! GZS SECURITY FORCE HAS BEEN DEPLOYED!"
Your first reaction is to escape, but the front doors have auto locked and the elevator doors are definitely not open. Shooting the door won't do any good either; it's thick and solid steel. The only thing you can do is resign yourself to your fate. You pick up your pistol, slump into the corner of the foyer and wait, wondering what's going to come next.
Surprisingly you don't have to wait long; you soon hear movement and voices by the outside door followed by a click and the door opening.
"GET OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP AND LEAVE YOUR WEAPON INSIDE!"
Feeling a little nervous and scared you do exactly that. When you exit, suddenly a spray of bullets is fired from one of the GZS security guards. You're hit several times in the body and fall to the ground. Amazingly you're still alive, but you're in no condition to do anything except listen to the security guards argue.
"You goddamn asshole! That's the THIRD person you shot! I told you CAN'T fire on anyone unless they're holding a weapon! Fuck, we're gonna be buried in paper work because of you!"
"Yeah well he looked like he was going for one."
"He had his fucking hands up! (Sigh) Nevermind, is he dead?"
"No, he looks like he's still breathing so uh what do we do? We never had one that survived before."
"Drop him off at the emergency room."
"Can't we just finish him off? It would be a hell of a lot easier."
"Maybe, but the GZS guidelines say that anyone who violates the policy agreement is subject to a lawsuit. He broke it, by trying to sneak in a weapon, I'm sure management or whoever is gonna want to sue his ass for all the remaining money and assets he owns. So keeping him alive is in GZS best interest. Hell, with their connections they'll probably figure out how to sue him for the hospital stay. Why do you think I got pissed off when you killed the others? You can't sue dead people!"
"Alright, alright get off my ass. Let's move him into the van before he bleeds to death."
At this point you fall unconscious. When you wake up you're lying in bed with a hose up your nose and several other tubing going into various places of your body. Apparently you have a private room though; GZS is probably adding that charge to your lawsuit as well. You're most likely going to be living in a cardboard box by the time you leave this place, but you don't really care at this point anymore.
As you slowly recover occasionally you're visited by some lawyer types who spout some legalese at you, but you're so zonked out on pain medication half the time and fading in and out of consciousness you can't even pay attention. You spend most of your conscious time in the hospital watching the TV in the corner of the room. The state of the world isn't getting any better.
Monday 8:00 AM
You groggily wake up and hear a loud continuous beeping noise. It's a test pattern on TV.
" BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE "
This is it.
You manage to lift yourself off the bed as you hear commotion going on in the hallway. After turning off the TV you look out the window and see the city practically in chaos. This hospital room doesn't seem so bad now; at least you've gotten some peace. You also can't help but to laugh, GZS won't be able to get anymore money from you now.
You continue to stare out the window laughing and then gaze upward towards the sky.
You see a bright light and then nothing at all.
