Metro Roleplaying part 1

"ok ok enough with this chit chat! Lets focus on where we're going and whats next." i announced with a pain in my throat. "University aint far from here. Only problem is that the tunnel ahead, which is briefly a 20 minute walk, is very flipping dark. When your walking through this tunnel you seem very unprotected and become suspicious that someone is watching you. people go insane like this. And ive been here before so i know the feeling of it. So when were walking through the tunnel make sure you keep focused and dont let any sound or crack make you go crazy.

 

I had seen and felt strange things before, so I did not doubt in Boris' words. I was not worried, nor frightened, because at that time, I had a lot of self-confidence. I looked at my mind as a strong mind that no hazardous radiation may penetrate. Radiation... "And you are certain that it simply is not just some type of low radiation level that causes these happenings?" I asked as a suggestion to the reason.
I was carrying the officer on my shoulders. If there were mutants attacking, or anything else, it would mainly be my task to protect him at all times, so I was ready to throw him off my back and sling out any weapon if danger was at presence.

 

I nodded at Boris and put on my night vision goggles, turning them on I looked into the tunnel before looking at the officer, I have been waiting for him to wake up. I played with my knife while looking at the officer, every time I looked at him I found myself filled with anger and remembering more of my past.

 

"Roach," I put my hand on his shoulder, "I see you two have a past." I spoke, looking at the officer and then back to Roach, "I know how difficult it is to contain the anger - the ones closest to me were all slaughtered by Nazis. But please, restrain yourself from hurting this man until we get what we need out of him. This information is vital. However, after we do get what we need, it is up to University as to what happens to him. You may be able to negotiate with them, but for now, remember to control yourself comrade."

We walked onward for a few minutes and then darkness thickened around us. There was no light whatsoever apart from the beams of my own and my comrades' headlamps. I turned to our eldest, "You are right Boris, this tunnel indeed has very low visibility." Then my gaze returned back to the front of us. We walked, walked and walked. I checked my wrist watch... half an hour had passed & I was getting worried. Perhaps we were just moving slower than usual, so I dismissed the concerns and continued. Then I started to hear whispering...

 

I nodded and we started to walk through the dark tunnel,well my night vision goggles made it ok for me but my friends only had head lamps, I started to notice that the tunnel was extremely long, I shrugged it off thinking it was just my imagination, but then thoughts of my past started to stream through my head, at first they nice parts of my child hood, but then bad things, very bad things. You see I had not been entirely truthful about my past, I told my friends that I was taken in by a ranger...but the nazi officer "took me in", he made me become one of them, disciplined me, made me a monster. I never wanted to kill anyone that I did, mothers,children even the elderly but it was me or them and I needed to be alive so that I could kill that officer.

one day in a battle against a red outpost, I managed to escape the nazi forces and hide out in a little room in a metro tunnel. My life goal from then on was to kill that officer and restore my family's name. I woke up from my nightmarish thoughts with tears streaming down my eyes.

 

We kept on moving one foot in front of another. The tunnel seemed endless. It felt like we had been walking for quite some time now. Going straight forward, it felt like this tunnel did not lead anywhere. Pitch black as far as we could see forward, and pitch black as far as we could see backwards. All there was to make us able to see, was either goggles or our flashlights.

"Revenge..." I said with a deep tone that filled the whole tunnel with a slight echo. "A mighty word, a strong feeling and a powerful act. Why would one want it? To gain satisfaction and inner peace, or to clearify the truth of justice? The most common morality says that revenge is a hateful act. In some situations, probably. But to an extent, I must disagree, for there is much more to it. Revenge is not always something one does only because one means that one has the right to do it. It is often, as I already said, to gain inner peace or satisfaction, or to clearify the truth of justice. One thing is negative, the two other are positive. Which one of these three would you say is on your mind, Roach?" I asked him, but did not send him any eyesight, as we were walking through the tunnel.

 

I looked at him, he already knew which one was on my mind, he was a very cleaver person who knew the inns and outs of peoples mind, he seemed to just understand everyone. His intelligent words calmed me, I was glad he was here.

 

Roach did not reply to my question, which was exactly what I had intended. He seemed wise, since he understood that it was a rethorical question. As he looked at me, I turned my head and gave him a short, but deep look into his eyes before I aimed my sight back to the road ahead of me, to be sure not to stumble over something in my path.

 

The darkness in this tunnel was abnormal, more like smoke than just the absence of light. Our torches only lit a few feet and then faded away. The echoes recalled to my mind the sounds I had heard when I had gone mad in the tunnels. But I focused on reality, these memories were just temptations to lose control, and nothing useful would come from that.

There were strange whispering sounds which were growing power, though they were not getting any louder. I spoke to drown them out. "So, you guys, after University..." Then our torches went out, all at once. And the whispering continued.

"Hey, Roach, are your goggles still working?"

 

"Everybody stop!" I exclaimed to my comrades, "Stick together guys, if we get lost, we'll never get out of here. I've had a bad feeling about this from the moment we had entered this tunnel." There was no point in trying to check our headlamps as we could not see anything anyway. We couldn't even see our hands! Besides, it was no coincidence that all of our equipment stopped working at the same time. I took out my lighter and tried to illuminate our way, but it was no use. It did not work - even though there was nothing wrong with the lighter itself at all.

I also repeated Steven's question to Roach, but I had no idea if he replied or not. I couldn't hear anything any more... anything but the whispering... it intensified and a horrible headache struck me. At first, I sat down, patiently waiting for whatever it was that was causing this disturbance to pass... but the pain only worsened with time. Within a few minutes, I fell to the ground, making inaudible sounds of agony and holding my head in extreme pain.

 

The darkness was absolute, and though I thought I heard someone shouting, they sounded miles away, like an echo heard in the night. Suddenly I tripped. I felt around, it was a man, and he was alive. "Hey, it's me, Steven", I said, trying to get through. Suddenly I received a massive headache, and I collapsed to the ground. Damnit, what was this?!

 

I too out my ak and shot it through the tunnel, echoing it. It went silent again. "Dont worry ive been through this before, control your pain! Or it will control you! I will turn on my emergency light. And what you might see might shock you but dont move! I now how to handle this! Does everybody understand?" i said looking at the darkness. Before i got an answer i took out another small light and shone it in front of us.

In front of the group stood a huge dark transperent figure. A ghost. 8 feet high, without moving, looking at us.

 

I looked into the darkness, and saw a light and something else, some figure. The whispering had stopped when the light came on, and the silence was complete. The darkness was like an ebony wall, without reflection or shape. Then I saw that it was Boris holding the light.

 

i aimed my rifle down into the heart of the phenomenon and shot 3 bullets straight through it. it vanished. and as soon as it was gone the sound vanished, the pain in everybodies heads was gone. and i gave a go. "we beter hurry, it might catch up to us, we can talk about this later. lets move!" and just like that we were off into the darkness with the same feeling hanging above our heads.

 

As expected, the phenomenon was encountered by us; All lights were gone, and the strangest feeling appeared in my mind. My head. I began trembling as I lost my balance, stumbled over to the wall and leaned against it, holding my head. Boris lit something, and there it was. The shade, emitting a cold wave of fear through my veins that made me slip from the wall and fall onto my back. As brave as usual, Boris fired a burst through it, causing it to disappear. Shortly after, our flashlights turned back on, and everything was back to normal. I picked up the officer again and kept walking, along with the others.

 

I shook my head and spoke to my comrades whilst following them, "What the hell just happened? Why was I lying on the ground?" I couldn't recall anything that happened in the last five minutes or so.

 

My voice was gloomy as I stared forward while walking determinedly and saying "In Japan, we were taught that there is an existance of one or several higher existances. I am not sure myself. Perhaps the happenings here were so dramatic that they somehow left behind a sort of lasting visual imprint of themselves. I have also heard stories. stories that says that the world is so filled with war and hate, that there simply is no difference between good and bad anymore. -That these souls neither went to hell, nor to heaven, and were doomed to have their souls trapped here in the metro, forever".

 

I walked along, silent, reflecting on what Benjamin had just said. Could the souls really be trapped here, or were there just new creatures which lived here, incorporeal beings which "haunted" the metro, which lived off human emotion, fear, hatred... Our torches were working again, and that was a relief.

 

We were arriving at University station. I sensed excitement and relief for everybody. As we arrived to the 300 meter a guard checked my documents and pass. They let us through. They were wearing all black suits with night vision goggles. As we passed anothr guard i said hello and told about the situation we encountered. He was carrying a ACR with a silencer and a scope. As we entered the main station we were hit by bright lights and a happy atmosphere. Everybody was talking, kids were playing, and instead of living in tents people lived in train carts that were stacked up like appartments. "Ahhh, im home," i said.

 

This isn't very "Metro lore" friendly.