[h2]Shadow Eternity Commando Group A, Sacrificial Pit[/h2]

When the ladder drew itself upward, Hampus panicked. His already-pathetic grip loosened by both fear and motion, Hampus fell. Landing on his head with a sickening crack, Hampus lay still on the sullied concrete floor. 

Meanwhile, back on the catwalk, Group A sprang into action, firing their rifles at the flock of monstrous birdmen and spreading evenly across the catwalk. Private Ameye and Sergeant David Leatherhoff were the first to tag one, explosive shots rippling across the beast's mighty wings. Its wings now ventilated, the beast plummeted to the ground in much the same way as Hampus did.

 Microcline and Pious, being less experienced in the sharpshooting field, opted to lay down suppressive fire. Their bullets mostly went wide, but one of Pious' shots managed to strike one of the Mesets in the chest. Shrieking in something roughly-approximate to pain, the monster swooped towards the group with significantly more bloodlust in its eyes. 

Leaping to the side, Pious just barely managed to avoid being dashed against the walls, as the Meset clambered to its feet. 

[h2]Shadow Eternity Commando Group B, Office Complex[/h2]

The stairwell was, predictably, abandoned. The faint roar of industrial fans deeper in the complex formed a soundscape for the group. 
"Keep your eyes peeled, boys," Jack Morgan announced, his steps measured and slow.

 The group passed the upward staircase with little fanfare, and peered into the paradoxically officelike area ahead. Drywall cubicles filled the vast room, blocking all view of any potential ambushes lying ahead. The only signs that this area still belonged to the labyrinthine facility it connected to were the thick concrete pillars pock-marking the room.

This room couldn't be anything [i]but[/i] a trap. The important question was [i]when would it be sprung[/i]?