[b]Floyd - Catacombs[/b]

Floyd never followed Lauren as she ran off after Katie, instead, he started to retrace his steps. If he had the choice to help the teen locked in the cell, he would have, but he didn't. Right now, everything seemed to be going down faster than his mind could actually comprehend. The entire facility started to shake from what seemed an explosion as he ran passed Katie's room. The sound of firing bullets became louder as he reached the dinning hall. Floyd stood still as about three raiders passed him up. They were in a rush towards the entrance, armed and ready, some cursing, others shaking from the fear. Once it was clear, Floyd continued down the halls, also passing up the washroom and stopping suddenly near a blood stained wall. 

It had been the wall where he first encountered Katie and broke a raider's nose. But right now was where it really begun. Floyd was in search of the armory, therefore he had to do a little recon, tracing Katie's steps as he ran from the raider thief. Floyd crouched and stared at the ground, searching for footprints. Sine the ground was basically dirt, it was easier to catch certain sized feet. He noticed the small little prints right beneath him and started to follow them. As he continued, it was harder to spot the footprints, but as he turned the corner to another hallway, he found what he was looking for. Floyd burst through the sheets that covered a certain room, the room that held the raider's armory. The armory was quite empty though, it would seem the raiders got to it before Floyd had the chance to. Therefore he was in search of whatever was left. He found a decently sized knife that would come in handy. Then he found a magazine, but no pistol. He took it anyway and put it inside his cargo pant's pocket. All the guns and bigger weaponry was completely wiped out. Without any other choices to make, he rushed out the door slamming onto a certain raider. 

He fell back a few steps as he noticed who stood before him. He looked into the giant's eyes, rage building up inside him. His brow tightened and became red as pulled the knife from his side. He held it in his right hand and was prepared to strike. It was the golem Bull who was standing before him. It was a coincidence that it so unfortunately had to be him. With a lunge forward, he ran passed Bull. In that little confrontation it would seem that Floyd was about to attack Bull, but at the last second, he decided to evade him. Floyd didn't have time to waste, he had to get priorities straight, even though he had survival in his mind at all times. 

He started down a hallway he hadn't seen before, it was lighter than the rest. Soldiers ran passed him once again in the opposite direction. The ground above him started to crumble on his shoulders, the dirt particles dirtying up his jacket. But right before turning onto another hallway, he could have sworn to see a mirage. He plastered his feet to the ground, sliding on its surface a few inches. He blinked and the image was gone, but he could swear it was real. He saw the outline of a woman, but not just any woman, a pregnant woman. "No...." he whispered to himself as he had two choices before him. If he continued down the hallway he planned to go down, he would soon find a way out. If he turned to where the mirage came from, then he had a fifty-fifty chance of finding Jess. But as these thoughts swindled through his mind, time was being wasted. "Dammit!" he grunted as he started down one of the two hallways.