"Any signals from the USS Ronald Reagan?" Colin asked. If anybody could reach the army, it would be his father's ship.
"I'm sorry to inform you, but the docks where that ship is stationed have been overrun." The man said. "I'll put on the last transmission from the Reagan right now."
The man was uploading an audio recording titled "USS Ronald Regan Distress Call."
"H-huh, that's how you spell Reagan." Colin said nervously.
The man paused and turned "Is something wrong? Should I not play the transmission?"
"N-no. It's fine." Colin said.
The man turned and started the recording.
Gunfire and giggling was what filled the air.
"This the USS Ronald Reagan!" a male voice yelled over the hail of bullets. "The horde has breached the ship! I REPEAT, THE SHIP HAS BEEN BREACHED!"
Colin stood there without saying a word.
The ship had been breached.
Nobody could reach the army....
"We need assistance!" The man continued, a masculine voice yelling before turning into a high pitchey girly scream behind him. "WE NEED ASSISTANCE! WE NEED- AHHH! STAY BACK! STAY BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!"
"Oooh, yummy." a bimbo said after unzipping the man's pants. Male screams turned into effeminate giggles as clothing tore.
The record ended just as Colin fainted.
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"He's coming to..." a feminine voice said.
"M--- moooom?" Colin groaned as he regained consciousness.
The woman wasn't his mom, but a woman in medical clothing.
"Sir are you alright?" the woman asked.
Colin realized that he was in the station, in the store room with the radio equipment. What he had heard in that recording was real.
"There's no hope...." Colin said.
"Excuse me?" the medic asked.
Colin got up and walked off, sitting on a bench near the front.
"Hope is lost. Hope... is lost. Hope... is... lost." Colin muttered his face in his hands.
The other people in the prison gathered as Colin rocked himself back and forth uttering "Hope is lost." over and over.
"What does he mean 'Hope is lost'?" a mulleted guy in a stained wife beater asked.
"Mom, what's wrong with him?" an eight year old boy asked.
"Why is hope lost exactly?" an old man asked.
Colin looked him squarely in the eyes, quietly saying "The Reagan is overrun...."
The group looked at him.
"What did he-"
Colin snapped, shouting, "I SAID THE REAGAN! THE USS RONALD REAGAN! IT'S OVERRUN! ANY MEANS OF REACHING THE ARMY ARE GONE! HOPE.... IS... LOOOOOOOOOOST!!!!!"
The chunky gamer slammed his fist into the wall with tremendous force.
"Perkins?" Hawthorne asked the radio signal guy.
"I showed him the recording... it's true." Perkins said.
Colin strode off in a fit of despair and anger and everyone else gave a sullen look.
"However, there is a way to reach the army..."
Everyone but Colin perked up at this.
Perkins continued "If we make our way into the mountains, we can use the radio tower and reach the army that way. It's risky but it might... work?" Perkins stopped at the sound of a door opening.
Everyone looked to see Colin walking out the door with a gun.
"Where are you going?" Hawthorne said.
Colin shot an angered gaze. "To fuck those bimbo bitches up."
The fat gamer ran hard, west towards the ocean and the base. Everyone sees that he has a back pack on him.
"Where'd he get that?" the mullet man asked.
"The armory..." Hawthorne said.
Everyone ran to see that Colin had taken five guns and half of the ammo in the whole station.
"That damned fool took our means of defense for a suicide mission and we're just gonna let him leave?!" an old man bellowed.
"Burt, I have a gun shop, I'll just get the stock from that." The mullet man spoke up.
"Are you imsane Russell?! You're just gonna let some thief.." Burt was cut off.
"That guy clearly has personal stuff he's dealing with, I saw it in his eyes." Russell said.
"Besides, we don't need an emotionally unstable man with us." Perkins said.
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Colin was there, the damned bimbo's new playground.
"I'm gonna make sure you bitches feel every once of my rage..." Colin said as he loaded up an assault rifle.
"Because if there's one thing to never do... IT'S PISSING OFF A GAMER!!!" Colin roared as he charged in, ready to show what he meant.