I went downstairs to go get the others. Tonight was the night. Our first group mission. We went in the elevator and down to the lobby. Then, I discussed the plan to everyone. Brandon, our demolitions expert would have to blow the place up if necessary. We left roughly around eleven 0’ clock.
Me, Serrif, Dent, and Brandon then crossed the street. The mist was a really dark red color tonight. Down the street, we saw another group of people. I knew it. The rival group was coming too. They said they were going after the katanas just as we were. We agreed to give one to them and let us keep the other one.
All of us walked inside Dim Shun Louirs. My favorite restaurant. It brings back good memories to come back here after all these years. We walked inside and we saw them. The two katanas were on the back wall. I grabbed one and let the other group grab the other. Then, I heard a trigger like noise behind my head.
“ Give me the other one, friend.” He said, “ Before I blow your head off.”
From the note I intercepted earlier, I believe his name was Dentor. I told him that we didn’t want any trouble. Just to leave. Then, Dentor started screaming. A stinger had impaled him from behind and went through his chest. He fell over.
“SPIDERS!!” said one of the other rival group members.
Yes, they had surrounded us. There were at least 10-12 of them. All coming from the ceiling and holes in the ground. They must have followed us here. Me and my group made a run for it. One from their group came with us while the others were devoured. We were just outside when Serrif said,
“ Wait, the other katana. We can still get it.”
“ Are you crazy? You’ll get eaten alive.” I said.
He ignored me and went back in. Ten seconds later, he was just at the door when one of the spiders jumped up and bit his leg. It started to drag him in. He told us to leave him behind and for Brandon to throw a bomb. He threw the katana at our feet and Jeremy picked it up. Brandon hesitated at first, but I told him that Serrif would be fine.
Brandon finally came to it and threw one of his home-made bombs into the restaurant. We ran away just as the explosion blew up all of the windows. An army of tiny flames went all the way back into the kitchen and lit up the cooking oil. A large explosion burst through the roof and the restaurant collapsed on itself.
We searched the burning debris, but there was no sign of Serrif. I thought to myself that he must have made it out. We told the kid from the other group to come with us. But, he just ran down the street back to wherever they came from. When we went back to the apartment, everyone was deeply saddened by the loss of Serrif. Some even said a few words to him. All in all, the mission was a success and the katanas are now hanging in the lobby of the apartment just in case we need to use them. Serrif will be back. I know it.