A Massacre

You open the door to sector A and are left stunned at what greets you. The first thing you notice is the smell. Like a freight train to the senses, your eyes burn from the distinct odor of dried cum. The walls and floor close to you are splattered with white splotches. Further down you see the white begin to mix with red. There is a hint of metal in the air that you can almost taste on your tongue.

Dr. Miller gasps and covers her mouth besides you, her eyes wide with fear. Up ahead, you see two women dressed in combat gear dragging a dead futa by the arms, their faces grim. They turn into one of the rooms off to the left leaving a trail of blood as they move.

There are two others at the opposite side of the hallway, one looking down at the other. The difference between the two is striking.

One woman couldn't be more than 5'4'' tall and 110 pounds soaking wet. She used to be wearing what appears to be a patient's outfit. At least you think that's what it is, because the bottoms are completely missing and her shirt is barely even there, all torn up and leaving nothing to the imagination. She is lying on her side, legs squeezed tight as she viciously ground her sex against her hand. You could hear her letting out soft moans as you watched her fingers plunge repeatedly into her well fucked cunt. You could see a fresh stream of cum leaking out between them, flowing down her thigh and pooling on the ground.

Above her stood the massive Cpt, Miller with blood splashed across her combat vest and face. She looked down with solemn eyes at the woman by her feet and pointed her shotgun directly at the woman's head.

“WAIT!” You jump a little and see Dr. Miller sprint down the hall to her sister. Cpt. Miller looks up and relief washes over her face. She lowers her weapon as Dr. Miller nears and the two embrace.

“What happened here?” You ask as you catch up to them.

“One of these damn patients lost their minds.” Cpt Miller said, letting go of her sister. “I was meeting with two of my lieutenants in the security office trying to decide our next move when we heard screaming. I rushed out the door and right into a god damn futa orgy.” Cpt Miller's eyes narrowed as she scowled. “Some bastard opened the door to the stairs leading up to the surface. There must have been 20 of the fuckers waiting outside. I only had one guard posted at each door while the rest got some shut eye to prep for our next attempt at clearing the lower levels...”

A **** moan sounded at your feet and the three of you looked down at the woman. Cpt. Miller pointed her shotgun back at the woman's head and said, “All that's left is me, my two lieutenants, and this soon to be dead futa.”

Dr. Miller put her hand on Diana's arm.“No Diana, she hasn't turned yet. She can still be saved.” She said, looking over at you.