With seeing the players inside his very realistic videogame, Andrew cocked his gun and readied himself for a battle, one bigger than he had ever experienced on any console.
Taking cover under the glass just outside the door from where this whole adventure had began, Andrew heard a loud snarl as well as a growl, sounding as if it were in the same room that he was in, but he knew that the wall was protecting him... for the moment at least.
Very quickly Andrew heard the chilling sounds of bones popping, clothes tearing, speech becoming slurred while the taunting voice came back for one last taunt. "I... hope you're all ready for this..." Cracks came again as the taunter's voice became more slurred. "Be... because we are going... to ttttttaaaaa.... take this defensssssse, chaaaannnnnging you aaaalllll ffffffiiiiiirrrrrrssssst to hhhhhheeelllllpppppp ooooooouuuuuuuurrrrr nnnnuuummmbbeeeerrrrss ggggrrrrooooowwwwww!" As the last sentence was finished, as slurred as it was, Andrew heard the last pop and crack as the change completed itself and the taunter howled out in the revel of his change.
Just as suddenly as the change happened, the glass that had been separating everyone was shattered as a werewolf lunged it's arm through, swiping with it's claws furiously trying to infect one person.
"Men... keep away and don't let those monsters touch you. If one of you do, I will shoot you on the spot!" Stetson yelled at the entire group as the werewolf reached down and tried to cut Stetson.
Stetson dove out of the way, firing wildly toward the arm, hearing the werewolf howl as the bullet just grazed the side of it's massively muscular arm. Stetson then looked over to Andrew who was cowering near the door he recently came from, believing at this point that this was no longer a mere game. Not knowing how he was going to get out of this, he looked to Stetson for advice, figuring it would all end once the threat was completely defeated like in any first-person shooter.
Stetson just looked at Andrew shivering with fear at the door, chuckled and gave him a stern look. "What... don't tell me this is your first combat mission soldier. You better fuckin' man up real quick or else you are gonna end up like one of them real fuckin' quick. Do that and don't think I wont hesitate to put a few silver bullets in your ass... hear me?"
"Loud and clear Stetson! What should I do if you become like one of them?" Andrew said with a clearer voice than his body would suggest.
Stetson chuckled while taking out a cigar, cut it with his cutter and lit it. Stetson took in a big mouthful of cigar smoke, then exhaled sharply. "Andrew... if you don't know what you should do, then I don't think you are cut out for this fight and you should just go back to whatever home you came from. Just so you know, you should fucking shoot me square in the head with a silver nitrate bullet before I even begin to change, or else you'll have ta' use a couple and I might get a few of our defensive men infected and started to change to infect the rest of this defensive line."
Figuring that would have been his answer before he even asked, Andrew just nodded his head.
As Stetson shook his head, muttering "Fuckin' rookie!" A brown furred werewolf arm chrashed through the wall with the final knock not previously heard from all the gun fire muffling the sounds. Stetson...