# posted by Supreme Monkey Overlord @ 1/29/2012 11:54:00 AM
approaching the compound has become increasingly dangerous as the light grows dim. the haze of nightfall was upon us and the madness would soon begin. the ever present moaning begins the nightly transformation from light annoyance to thunderous crescendo. the engineer to my left checks his side as if he's expecting something, just a light touch to make sure what is safe? not much use for a wallet out here, what is he hiding?
with the factory's recent expansion of a new entrance, along came some guard towers to protect it. the 3 story turrets covered each side of the entrance like lighthouses. electricity has become increasingly more reliable around the complex. what was once only a few hours of juice a day is now an expected right for most people here. the spot lights from the towers were a reminder that power went to the factory first. they circled the ground around the edges of the fence on alert for any larger zombies or perhaps just one mischievous lerker to shoot at.
as we approach the outer gate, the spot lights hit the truck and guide us in. the light shines brightly even in the evening haze. the gate clicks as we come to a stop. the grinding of gears announces the gate is about to open. we pull through the first fence into a holding area and my companion turns off the engine. guards in chain-mail suits come out from the base of the towers with what looks like electrified harpoons. this is new.
the two guards do a quick lap around the truck looking for anything that might be stuck to the truck or hanging on underneath. this reminds me of crossing the Mexican boarder before the event. i glance over at my driver who's calm as can be, he must be used to this. i'm quietly panicking next to him at the thought of what might happen next. an air horn sounds and the guards retreat to the towers. the guy starts the truck again and the next gate starts to open.
We pull into what looks like an empty garage with two doors. the driver again turns off the engine and this time opens the door and jumps out. i follow suit and walk around to his side of the truck. he's already half way to the door on the left by the time i reach him. when he gets to the door he pauses for a second. a buzzer sounds and then he grabs the door knob and passes through. some one must be watching us of he's waiting for the door to be unlocked. did we pick the right door?
before i pass through i hear the far door open and the sound of voices entering the garage. they must be unloading the truck. is the factory trying to separate it's runners from the rest of the factory? why the division of labor?
the door leads to a hallway about 30 yards long leading to another door. the hall way is dimly lit and almost sound proof. i can't tell anything about this place from where we are. the far door isn't locked and the guy opens the door with ease. this time it just leads out into the compound, i'm out of the factory. that's it?!? the guy doesn't stop to chat and just continues on his way back to his quarters. guess i don't get to keep anything from my little adventure.
a little confused about what to do next, i head back to the bar o see what Jesse and Lou are up to. i'm going ot have to report what i saw today, something is up with the factory.