Beth kept her distance from the escorts, still fighting the feelings from her encounter with Alpha Bridget. Jason on the other hand was babbling nonsense to Bridget, on his left, while the other two giggled behind him.
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Marty, who had put in a link to the security system, now back up thanks to the generators, was watching the group move through the hallways. After radioing the helicopter to hover above the studio, he grabbed the rifle from his closet and puts it in the hands of Zack.
"We've got company. Get ready and meet me at the door." Marty barked, as he stormed off to ready the group, pistol at the ready.
Zack stood there for a moment, staring at the gun. Then he made his way to the door and waited for marty and his group of employees who had gathered makeshift weaponry.
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Beth was thinking rapidly of options, trying to find a way out of this mess. Jason had regained his ability to speak, and his ability to think straight, and was now practically hugging the wall with Beth as they approached the set door.
Beth cracked open the door, and a hand grabbed her and yanked her through, as Marty and Zack burst through, taking out the first two bridgets, and Zack wailing on the last with the back of the rifle, screaming that they had killed his girlfriend.
During the period of sulking, Zack had reasoned that she was dead before Marty had shot, and all of his anger was now directed at Bridget. It took three men to drag him back inside.
"Here's the plan...we run like hell for the stairwell." Marty said.
"That's all you got?" Jason said.
Zack cut in "What are you doing? Why don't we shoot them too?"
"Because they don't have the same feel that girl did when she came back." Marty said.
"You're...actually...yeah. huh." Zack said, thinking about it.
"Now. lets get to the chopper." Marty said, checking the security feeds as he reloaded.
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