Suddenly a red liquid  dripped onto the floor from the mist coverd ceiling.

**The already distraught janitor gazes at the ceiling.

The mist slightly parts, and a flesh like web is on the ceiling, littered with bodies tangled and mangled inside the 'web', some bodies still had a scared look on the faces

He looks up, crying out in surprise. "Cazzo!"

**AB sweats profusely and looks like he is about to faint.

"Uhhhhh, guys.....I think we really stumbled into a trap now."

"One, two, three, four, Your nightmare has begun." A demonic and normal voice said at once, being heard throughout the hall.

"As a member of the Order of Assassins, I fear nothing. Come out, demon!"

"We ain't all assassins, and I definitly fear whatever is in this room!"

*Arkansas draws his club and holds it defensively in his teeth.

"Five, six, seven, Your kingdome is now at war." The same voice said, geting slightly louder, as the bodies started to fall to the floor, still attached to the flesh like web

**Arkansas watches with disgust and fear as the bodies starting hitting the floor. He slowly starts trying to find cover.

"Eight, nine, ten, And now you die." The voice said as the bodies started to slowly rise frome the ground, some of them reanimated corpses, but some were still alive. "Forgive us for this." One of the still alive guards said as he slowly raised his sword.

**Arkansas skids to a stop in front of the controlled guard. His weapon ready to guard aginst the blow.

The guard stagerd forwared with his sword raised, as if controled by strings.

**Arkansas braces for impact and hope its not a feint.

The sword gets stuck in your club.