the green december, no, a zombie factory...

Jack had run off down the coridoor, with half of his gun, alone,
trying to get to the bridge, his mind was starting to play tricks on
him, bull beer cans were dotted around the floor, resisting, with
all the power of his 9 personalities, eventually managed to get
through the gauntlet, blasting a few zombies with the custom laser
cannon of his own invention, the compu-gun had copied a map of the
ship and was blurting out directions as he
ran "LEFT....RIGHT...STAIRS UP....RIGHT" until the speaker gave in,
at which point a groan could be heard from round the corner, and
shuffling of feet. Jack managed to stop before he went round,
unclipping a small object from the gun, and opening up the screen,
he placed the object on the ground, which instantly grew wheels, and
a cannon, and screeched off. The screen on the gun showed what
the 'car-gun-cam' could see, allowing jack to know what was round
the corner, surprisingly enough, it was about 5 zombie people,
knowing the gun on the car was no where near powerful enough to even
scratch the living impaired, he drove it into the middle of them,
and let the fuel centre breach, which spewed Jacks home made fuel
onto the zombies, disintegrating them where they stood, he then
stepped round the corner, picked up a can from the car. On the can
was one word 'Beer'. The only thing Jack had on his mind was 'why
did i waste perfectly good beer as fuel for my car-gun?' he gave up
that thought, and sped off again, finally making it to the bridge,
where the door was opening and closing constantly, every so often a
new zombie would emerge, and trudge off to be slaughtered by the
intruders on the ship, if Jack would let them get any further than 3
feet from the door that is... Slowly making his way toward the
door, blasting the undead as he moved, he peeked in to see the cause
of it all. A large dome in the centre of the room, attached to the
ships command chair, with a conveyer belt feeding it with the dead
crew of the Green December, and throwing out zombies. On the side
of the dome was a sticker, edging closer, being ignored by the
zombies now, for some reason, perhaps a bigger threat further away,
he thought *BOOM* yes, definately a bigger threat, as the explosion
rocked the ship. Turning because of the surprise, a tube shot from
the machine and stabbed Jack in the back, shuddering, and eyes
starting to go red. The gun falls from his hands, and he collapses,
eyes open, blood red...
<TAG, for gods sake, TAG>