[MIHellboy]

Session 3:

The curtain opens on our…heroes…in the reactor room of the pre-apocalypse facility trying to figure out what to do next. The Necromancer rapidly cooled on the stone floor. His demon was reduced to a puddle, a very big puddle, of ectoplasmic goo inside the pentagram. His zombies, all ten milled around ignoring the adventurers, waiting for instruction from their now corpsified boss.

Declan tried in vain to comfort the girl, but such comfort was beyond his skills. Solomon, collected himself and offered to take the girl to town while he delivered his report to his superiors. The rest of the group nodded gamely, not really caring as each had his own agenda to pursue.

With Solomon gone, Think Tank wasted no more time in powering up the ancient reactor, the machine roared to life and produced an eerie hum of electricity through out the lifeless complex. The now reduced band decided to explore the rest of the structure and uncover its mysteries. They found both water storage and processing facilities as well as a chemical storage depot on the reactor level. The party went back to the second floor where they found a kitchen and dining facility along with another barracks and latrine.

The team returned to the reactor room to do something with the remaining zombies. Think Thank decided they were ripe for scientific research and began collecting them for movement to an upper level safe haven. Declan and Booker jointly decided to take a more permanent and violent solution to the zombie infestation and proceeded to unload their weapons into the living dead corpses once Think Tank, Victor and Debbie entered the elevator.

Clark and Think Tank both asked for clarification of the gunfire while Declan and Booker mowed down zombies. Debbie released her two charges and turned away from the collected zombies, causing Think Tank to lose his hold on the two he secured. Declan reloaded his pistol with lightning alacrity, continuing his deadly assault on the already dead while Booker's radiation gun continued to fire. Clark asked for one alive.

Debbie, Think Tank, and Victor continued down the hall, back to the reactor pursued by four zombies. Victor hopped a ride on Debbie. Declan dropped another zombie while Booker aimed down the hallway at the zombies pursuing Debbie and Clark shot one of the zombies in the leg.

Debbie turned back to the pursuing zombies, allowing Think Tank to snatch up two in a psionic embrace. Victor spewed a vile toxic concoction on the zombies, to little effect. Booker and Declan dropped the last of the zombies in the reactor room with a hail of bullets and scorching radiation. Seeing all the zombies return to their previously unmoving state, Clark ran back into the reactor room.

Debbie moved in and grappled one of the remaining zombies. With the threat neutralized, Think Thank explained to the warriors that he merely wanted spare parts in case any of the team were injured. Booker, stunned by the horror of combat, stood motionless, his brain trying to process the complex flood of hormones released by the conflict. Declan shrugged and collected his speedloaders.

Think Tank and Debbie secured the zombies in the 2nd floor latrine while the rest stacked the zombie bodies for later removal. With the zombies so restrained, Declan checked the necromancer and found his ritual dagger, his athame, and Booker cleaned the Sharpie™ produced pentagram with a little of Declan's whiskey.

Back on the top level the party found two sets of administrative offices, more workshops and a well stocked armory and magazine filled with oddly antiquated weapons and munitions, still more advanced than commonly found, but primitive for such an otherwise advanced base. Booker recovered a reflex tactical suit from one of the storage warehouses.

Victor trapped the entrance of the complex with a fiendish array of toxic grenades, leaving a path for the wary or knowledgeable. While working on this task, Victor espied an irregular mound of dirt and weeds, as he approached, the plant matter withered and died beneath his feet, clearing the way for him to brush aside the dust of a century to expose a tarnished motorcycle of once purest white. Victor pulled the ancient machine out of its earthy tomb and powered it on. With an atavistic tremor the machine shrugged off a hundred years of neglect and returned to its antiseptic glory.

Back in the hanger, Debbie worked the elevator, discovering that it opened a hole in the top of the hill, with which the elevator floor mated perfectly at the terminus of its ascent.

The team decided that they had discovered all they were likely to in the old facility and determined that they should return to town to meet up with Solomon. Once outside, Debbie requested privacy while she changed. When everyone averted their eyes, Debbie removed her armor and transformed into her open topped Conestoga wagon shape and signaled the group her readiness. With that the group set off back to Solomon, Kansas to find Solomon Ward.

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