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<!DOCTYPE HTML>
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<title>About FTTF</title>
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<h1>Four to the Fifth</h1>
<p><i>A Team 4 Production</i></p>
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<h2>The Story</h2>
<h3>Introduction</h3>
<p>
There have been reports of a zombie outbreak at a warehouse by the
docks. You are Edward Bennigan, a member of a paramilitary organization
that combats these foul creatures in order to protect mankind. You are
part of a four-man team of weapon specialists: Rocket Specialist
William Wilhelm, Sniper Specialist Sheila Van Dahm, Machine Gun
Specialist Rodney Banks and you, Handgun Specialist Edward Bennigan.
Your four-man team was sent in to investigate the situation, secure the
area, and eliminate the zombies. Unfortunately, your team was attacked
by a large zombie horde upon arrival and you have been separated from
your teammates. Your goal now is to survive, find your teammates, and
find the source of this zombie outbreak and stop it if you can.
</p>
<h3>The Basement</h3>
<p>
You fight your way through the basement with your trusty pistol and
manage to reach the stairs. As you ascend to the next level you
discover Machine Gun Specialist Bank's minigun in the stairwell. There
is no sign of Bank's except for the blood smearing the walls which
could just as well belong to the zombie corpses that litter the stairs.
You continue upwards, minigun in tow.
</p>
<h3>The Loading Bay</h3>
<p>
You make it onto the loading bay. If you can just get through the
loading bay doors you'll be home free. You use Bank's minigun to mow
down the zombies in your path and reach the large metal doors. Just as
you're about to pull the lever to open the door something catches your
eye. Sniper Specialist Van Dahm's rifle lying next to a door that is
slightly ajar. You look through the door and discover a staircase
descending into darkness. Should you follow this path in the hopes of
finding your teammates alive? Or leave through the loading bay doors
before more zombies show up?
</p>
<h3>The Sub-Basement</h3>
<p>
Descending the staircase you find another level, lower than the
basement. Large glass tanks filled with an eerie blue liquid line the
walls. They provide the only illumination in this dark room. There is a
door at the other end of the room and you make your way towards it. The
zombies down here are larger and more powerful than the ones in the
loading bay but with Van Dahm's sniper rifle and Bank's minigun you
make short work of them. Soon you reach the door. Next to it, lying on
the ground like discarded trash, is Rocket Specialist Wilhelm's prized
rocket launcher. You pick up the discarded weapon and continue through
the door, fearing the worst.
</p>
<h3>The Birthing Chamber</h3>
<p>
You find yourself on a balcony overlooking a large room. You think your
eyes are playing tricks on you because in the darkness it looks like
the floor below you is tossing and turning like a restless sea but then
you realize it's just packed from wall to wall with zombies. The horde
quickly takes notice of you and begins charging up the stairs. You make
good use of Wilhelm's rocket launcher and blow the foul creatures to
oblivion with shell after shell.
</p>
<p>
Soon there are no more of the creatures left. You make your way down to
the floor, looking for a light switch. The bodies of your teammates
were almost certainly among the ones you blew to pieces just now. Or
perhaps you bore them through with a high-powered rifle shot to the
brain in the previous room or ripped them to shreds with the minigun
back in the loading bay or maybe you murdered them all the way back in
the basement with your very own pistol.
</p>
<p>
You finally find a light switch so you can survey the massacre
properly. The floor is covered with the shredded and bloody bodies of
the zombies. Along the walls you can see more of the eerie blue tanks
from before but these ones aren't empty. Each one holds a human-like
lifeform in various stages of growth, from fetuses to adults. Your mind
flashes back to whispered rumors of secret military cloning projects
that were supposedly shutdown years ago, around the same time as the
zombie outbreaks started.
</p>
<p>
But what holds your attention is the grotesque figure in the center of
the room. What you see is hard to describe. It looks as if several
zombies where thrown into a trash compactor that conked out halfway
through crushing them entirely. Arms, legs and faces dot the surface of
the creatures oozing, green body. The large misshapen blob of green
slime and rotting flesh quivers and shakes every now and again and odd
groaning noises erupt from somewhere deep inside its body. You see
dozens of metal tubes protruding from the creature. They run along the
floor, connecting it to the tanks along the walls. Every now and again
the blob will shiver and make a squelching sound and one of the tanks
will fill with a foul looking cloud of green liquid.
</p>
<p>
This is the source of the zombie outbreak, you realize. This is why no
matter how many you’ve killed over the years always more pop up. The
zombies discovered what the military tried to cover up so long ago: a
cloning machine. They creating artificial humans and infecting them as
they mature to create an endless supply of zombies and this horrendous
creature before you is the source of the virus. But this revelation is
not what horrifies you the most. From the putrid flesh of the super
zombie, among all the horrific visages, three familiar ones stare out
at you. It seems you have not yet given your teammates the rest they
deserve. The Final Battle:
</p>
<p>
With this terrible revelation before your eyes and horrified vengeance
in your heart you set out to destroy The Source. This is no easy task
as it uses your former teammates against you. It seems that The Source
not only amasses bodies into its being but also weapons. From its
bowels the creature produces a handheld machine gun, a sniper rifle,
and a rocket launcher and the dead hands of your comrades grasp them
with practiced ease. You run around the room, making it hard for the
slow creature to aim at you but you soon find it hard to stay near the
edges of the room as The Source sends new zombies at you from the
birthing tanks. Utilizing all of your comrades’ weapons you keep the
zombies at by while also tearing into The Source with all the
ammunition you have until the creature finally succumbs to its wounds
and dies in an explosion of green slime.
</p>
<hr>
<h2>The Creators</h2>
<ul>
<li>Kevin Coxe</li>
<li>Chiebuka Ezekwenna</li>
<li>Rhea Horton</li>
<li>Chris Laverdiere</li>
<li>Kasey White</li>
</ul>
<hr>
<h2>Newest Updates:</h2>
<ul>
<li>New lab level.</li>
<li>HUD revamp.</li>
<li>Boss enemy.</li>
</ul>
<hr>
<h2>Github</h2>
<p>For the latest game updates, visit our Github page <a href="https://github.com/CLaverdiere/Four-to-the-Fifth">Here</a></p>
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