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The hellish prison of Alcatraz was silent and empty once again after the zombie heroes have wiped out the remaining zombies, except for one crawler that was tied to a prison bar. The crew was exhausted after all slaying of the undead and decided to rest until the crawler dies out. Nikolai was sat on a chair in the warden's office. The past few days the Russian has felt anger with this place, the German and that fucking warden. But he has also felt sadness, this place has given him nightmares and dark thoughts that have been haunting him. He curled his hand into a fist making small nail marks in his skin. "Nik?" Nikolai hissed in his native tongue wiping his hand on his chest plate."D-Da?"Nikolai looked up to be greeted by Tank Dempsey. The American frowned stared with concern on his face."You are alright there Nik? After all fighting, you kinda got up and left." "Yeah, this place is just getting to me you now? Just needed some space." Tank chuckled walking over to the table and sitting on it. "I get ya, this place is really fucked up, Sometimes I wish I went back to that castle." Nikolai grinned, Dempsey was probably the only person he was closest to. He was like a brother to him. Dempsey's bright blue eyes looked into Nikolai dark blue ones. "If ya feel like shit or Richtofen's being a dick around ya just talk to me yeah? Ill beat the shit out of him." Nikola gave out a hearty laugh patting Tank on the back. "Don't worry about me, comrade! I can look after myself.I'm a bear, all bears are fierce!"