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Lennard's face had pressed to his bedroom window staring as he heard a loud rumbling noise. Cringing he slid off his bed and made his way over there rather briskly. Lenny felt his jaw slacken a fair amount, wondering if he was actually seeing things right.

Crackle. Pop! BOOM. The flash of brilliant fireworks left him with a weird feeling of nostalgic joy. It was fleeting however as his face turned to a more serious expression. What did it mean?

He'd only just barely gotten his eyesight back from the head trauma the other night, and the firework spectacle hadn't been the first thing he'd imagine seeing given the end of the world. Wandering around his bedroom, he began fetching the necessary things he'd need to head from the Apartments out towards the direction of the activity. Lenny felt like a moth drawn to a flame, and was already on the move heading that direction without a moment's hesitation.

He hadn't been certain if he should go initially, the boom and crackling noises surely would attract attention. Yet the longer he watched, the more people he saw heading that direction without screaming, or running away. Shouldering his umbrella, he trotted down from the 14th floor to the bottom level, before heading out the door curious to see what he'd find.

Breaking out into a light jog, he didn't break stride until the building was in sight. Much to his amazement, the Undying and Infected didn't seem to give a rat’s a** about this building. And they had electricity! For a split second he wanted to run back and grab a charger for his poor dead 3DS, but he thought better of it.

Who the hell needed a hand held, if this place was a for real casino then he might as well see what it had to offer!

As he approached the doors, they automatically slid open for him, leaving Lennard wandering inside.

Sliding into the seat in-front of the Slot Machines, eyeing it with a wondrous gleam in his eyes. He eye'd the lever curiously and after taking another sip of his cocktail, he reached out with his dominant right hand he gave the handle a good yank pulling down.

A great deal of anticipation filled him as he watched the slots begin to whirl and spin. Gradually they began to slow down, eager to see what it'd land on.

Lenny wiggled in his chair just a bit.

Ding ding! Two coins clicked and rolled out for his reward at managing to find a matching pair.

[ 50 Casino Coins + 2 = 52CC ]

Just one pull left.

Lennard felt his tongue poke out as he examined the slot machine. He took in a slow breath, shaking off the jitters in his body. His fingers closed around the handle once again before pulling down.

He waited to see what the spinning reels would yield. Woopse, that was a bust. No coins that time, but it was alright he was still walking way with 54.

That was good right? It wasn't perfect but he was willing to take it for what it was worth.

[ 54 Casino Coins ]

When he woke again, he felt worse than when he'd passed out. His body was sore, and his head was pounding. Blinking tiredly he struggled to make out details before everything sharpened into focus. He was in a dark room, and really wanted to know what the ******** was going on. Lennard realized he wasn't sightless, and swallowed down the lump in his throat. He could hear heavy breathing, so he wasn't alone?

Before he could open his mouth, the lights came on. He yelped in pain as his vision was assaulted by the bright white. It took him a moment to adjust, squinting as his eyes watered horribly. Before he could fully adjust he could hear muffled noise that was supposed to make sense, it was in plain english after all. All at once, everything came back into focus and he could process everything.

Breathing in sharply he made a rude noise in the back of his throat as he coughed and struggled against the restraints he was tied with. The chair he was in was unforgiving, leaving him no choice but to listen. It was too hard to speak with how tightly he was bound..he couldn't even turn around to look him.

Lennard's green eyes went wide, staring in disbelief at the wall ahead of him. This classroom from hell scene was like one big game. He'd either be a lucky sap who didn't die by raffle, or he..bought his own way to freedom? The words from the speakers echoed like a maddening chorus in his ears. Dinner fundraiser. His imagination ran wild as he felt his eyes widen.

Any questions. The voice had asked.

Sure he had plenty of them, but he remained silent. He didn't know what to say really, he was essentially being told his life was a game and he now had to earn his keep in the form of coins. The gamer wasn't sure if he was thrilled by the new quest or rightfully terrified.

He didn't get much time to think about it. They hauled him off chair and all into the next room. Two people were with him now, stuck in the same shithole he was. The red head stared solemnly at the pair.

A choice. He was supposed to pick one of these poor unfortunate souls? He had some ones lives on his hands, the weight of his made his hands tremble. A bead of sweat rolled down his temple. His gaze flickered between the two people. The boy looked so young...his mind turned to his brothers almost immediately. A pitying apologetic look was spared to the woman as he mouthed 'I'm sorry' to her.

"The...boy.." he gestured without looking up.

Finally he was allowed to leave after the newest body was removed. The horrible grinding and gushing sounds made him utterly sick. It took every ounce of willpower not to throw up. Gagging, he swallowed past the awful taste in his mouth. Fearing he'd be shot like the boy before him..or ground up like the screaming woman he walked quickly, but refrained from running.

The final door opened, revealing the same casino floor as he'd entered in earlier. Security in the back was meant to keep anyone from leaving when it wasn't their appropriate time. His hands slid into his pockets, and he discovered he still in fact had his tokens from before.

Anger boiled in his veins, flushing his pale complexion. Lenny wasn't confused at all, he was disgusted. He had to figure out a way to come up with enough coin to save his stupid sorry hide. What about his friends?! Those assholes might need him. He knew he did as much as he hated to admit it. Frustration made him clench his teeth as he pushed through the crowd, going looking for his companions praying to any one that would hear him that they hadn't ended up like the two in the room he'd just come from. Lennard felt numb as he shuffled across the casino floor...eyes roaming the machines with a venomous glare.

He'd master this game, just like all the ones before it he'd played. He had too, what other choice was there?

[ 54 Casino Coins ]