Outside, the roaring engine and blades of a helicopter slowly fade in to earshot. And outside, Justin and a few other people sit in a helicopter, observing the ground and the status of the groaning, shambling undead. A small smile twinged at the enigmatic man's face--he hadn't been out in the field like this for many months and was starting to grow bored. His thoughts were interrupted by the helicopter pilot's voice in his air-phones.

"Hey! You know what to do, right?!" "Damn straight! Won't take long judging by the looks of things!" Justin responds, having to yell to be heard over the flapping, spinning blades of the copter. "Well, great! How's it look down there?" "Well, not many survivors, as far as I can see. Wait, I think some just ran into that asylum over there!" "That one? Over there? With three stories?" "Yeah. I think the mission will go more smoothly if you drop me there and get the other operatives to their destination." "Alright! Sounds like a plan, Abrimov! Don't forget to wear your communications device so I can contact you! And, well, you to me as well."

The radio chatter between the enigmatic man and the rugged helicopter pilot with scarlet hair fades out as the helicopter dips to the roof, hovering over the flat top as Abrimov checks to see if he's got all his gear. "Alright! Get out there, Justin, and make us proud. Good luck." "Keep your luck, I won't need it." Justin responds, making the pilot laugh as he jumps out of the helicopter, falling to the roof and landing hard, stumbling and catching himself on the ground, tossing his air-phones off and over the side of the building. "Ouch! Shitty landing, Robert!" The man mutters into his earpiece. "Sorry, time's a wastin'! Call us when the mission is complete, and we'll order extraction." "Roger that, Abrimov over and out."

And with that, Abrimov stands up, dusts himself off and opens the door to the third floor of the sanitarium, talking quietly to himself. "Well, this is the second time I've had to come here. I wonder what about this place makes it such a hotspot for this stuff?"

[[And before one wonders, the 'extraction' idea won't work when he calls, so his objective becomes to survive as well.]]