With the outbreak of a super flu virus that quickly spread across the world within a week all international air travel has been suspended, leaving many tourists around the globe stranded. Most governments then placed a freeze on the prices of all goods and services, to include hotel fees. Many others announced programs to reimburse their citizens stuck abroad for the cost of food and housing during the crisis.

In the United States all interstate travel except the military, medical services, and truckers delivering food and other basic necessities have been halted. While no curfew has been put in place most people stay inside. They only go outside to get food or take a seriously ill friend or family member to the hospital.
After two weeks the 50% of the populous not stricken with the super fly are fed up with the restrictions in place. As the reports that people infected with the super flu begin to die the tweets, blogs, you tube videos, radio stations and news broadcasts reporting how unlawful the restrictions are turn to reporting the high number of deaths, and that many more are to occur.

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Inside his room, Jonathan Pembersley hears a knock on his door. It's not loud and the female voice on the other side announces in a thick Hispanic accent: "Room Service." The voice is recognized as the one of the few maids still working, and who have also doubled up to deliver food from the hotel/casino's restaurant.

OOC: Jonathan you can choose the exact hotel/casino your staying in, but your on the 5th floor. Please also decide on the fates of your university buddies (are they all sick? are only a few sick? Some of them would be sick, but I leave it up to you to determine how many and thier names, and if they have goen to the hospital yet). Last decide on the meal you've received form room service.

ALL other players who can see this thread: I will get you into the thread as soon as you've finished your character.

J.P had watched the world around him change from the suite on the fifth floor of the Caesar's Palace hotel and casino. The sirens had stopped being so frequent and the crowds had disappeared from the pavements. When he did venture down to the lobby there were no other guests and the place seem deserted except for the odd staff member at the front desk.

He was watching the large flat screen tv and yet another report on CNN about the conditions in other parts of the world. His own family had confirmed it was the same in the U.K. but they had now stopped answering his emails. His last post on face-book was “Is anyone there ?”.

Ralph had been taken to hospital several days ago and J.P had been unable to visit or even find transport. When he knocked on Piers and Rupert’s door there had been no answer and the door was locked. He tried calling and was unable to raise them so he left a voice mail and hopped they had gone to see Ralph.

The knock on the door had brought him back to reality. He jumped up and quickened his step across the suite. He thanked the woman and eagerly took the burgers and fries he had ordered as well as the two large bottles of water, the bottle of Johnny Walker and the pot of coffee. He had exhausted the complimentary beverages a couple of days back and even though he had refilled the bottles from the tap and had managed to rustle up some more when he went to reception he was running low.

He then asked the woman the same question he had been asking of anyone he met for the last few days;

”Have you heard anything new ?”

Jonathan receives his meal, water, coffee and booze in plastic bags which have been taped shut by the people down in the restaurant. The maid answers his question with a shake of her head and a 'No' muffled by the surgical mask she is wearing.

The maid quickly collects the dishes from breakfest (but leaves the silver ware) any old towels and linen, replacing them and making the bed before leaving and moving to the next room.

Jonathan closes his door, and goes about his business for the next few minutes before he hears the woman screaming in Spanish from the room next door.

"¡Dios mío!" A crash is heard "¡Ayudarme! ¡ayudarme!"

Johnathan jumps up and runs across the suite and pulls open the door. He looks up and down the hallway before stepping out and running to the aid of the maid next door.

Looking left and right (or right then left) down the hall, Jonathan can see that a few of the other people still staying in the hotel have also opened their doors to see what was going on.

Down to his left about 5 meters away in front of an open door, Jonathan see that the food cart has been knocked over, and the maid is next to the cart lying on the ground. On top of her is a nearly naked man (with only his underwear) punching and even biting her. One of the other hotel guests, whose room is almost across from the altercation walks up and kicks the man. The nearly naked man lets out a loud moan, and even down the hallway, Jonathan can hear ribs breaking.

The hotel guest then reaches down and pulls the nearly naked man off of the maid. As the naked man is lifted up an arterial spray of blood from the maids neck arcs into the air. The nearly naked man then tries to bite the hotel guest twice but fails to do so.  The hotel guest then throws the nearly naked man away. Turning to those down the hallway (incuding Jonathan) the man yells out at them. "The guy got rabies or some shit!" It the last thing he says as a woman staggers out of the open room and bites him on the back of his neck. The hotel guest immediacy collapses to the ground taking the woman with him. The woman then gets up and begins to approach Jonathan and the others down the hall. Behind her, the nearly naked man has gotten backup., and also begins to stagger towad those down the hall....

J.P initially thought it was some sex attack and then it dawned on him this was something all the more worst.

"Christ almighty... are you all right... shit."

J.P closes the door behind him and locks it before picking up the phone and dialing for reception. As he is waiting for them to answer he puts the chair from the table on its side and then uses his right foot to try and break off a leg on the chair.

The phone to reception rings three times before Jonathan is greeted by an automated message: "We apologize for the inconvenience, but we are receiving a large volume of calls at the moment. Please leave your name and room number at the moment and we will cal you back as soon as soon as possible."

It takes several kicks but the leg of the chair finally breaks away. Outside the door screams are coming from the hallway along with eerie moans.

CNN switches to a "Special Report" with a relatively unknown newscaster, who apparently hasn't contracted the super flu. With no introduction he begins to deliver a startling news report.

"It has been established that persons who have recently died, have been returning to life and committing acts of murder. Widespread investigation reports of funeral homes, morgues, and hospitals has concluded that the unburied dead are coming back to life, seeking human victims. Its hard for us to believe what we're reporting to you, but it does seem to be a fact."

With the chair leg in one hand and the phone in the other J.P stares at the t.v. He drops the handset of the phone as he watches the images before him.

The noise from outside the suite brings him back to reality. J.P moves a large table from the dinning area and puts it against the exterior door before closing the door from the suite proper to the vestibule area. His hands are shaking as he moves two large chests of draws and places them by the door he just closed.

Breathing heavily only a small portion of which was from the furniture move J.P surveyed the room. He opened the french door onto the terrace and tried to see if anything was happening on the road in front of the hotel.

Looking down at the street below (The famous Las Vegas strip), Jonathan can see some Army unit's and local policemen firing on people down below. There's a tank, two armored personnel carries and several humvees, along with infantry soldiers (M1A1's, Bradley Fighting vehicles, and humvees), and police cars.

FYI: The army units are primarily from 1st Squadron, 221st Cavalry Regiment, Nevada Army National Guard.

From the terrace J.P lets out a sigh of relief that the army units and police are so close. He keeps his head down so they don't mistake him for one of the undead things as he looks around at the other terraces trying to spot anyone else. He risks one last glance at the authorities down below before retreating back into his suite.

He starts to gather together stuff that he will need if they have to evacuate. Jonathan places the water and food that had been just delivered onto the bed and turns off the t.v. Next he starts the bath running, filling it with water. He checks through his bags and puts his passport and other important documents into his pocket as well as the small Swiss army knife he has. He takes the cutlery as well as the bottle of whiskey which he puts into his bag the knife he places on the bed. Lastly he also folds the sheets from both his and Ralphs bed and grabs the phone book in the night stand before placing them into his bag.

As he is making his preparations he tries to make as little noise as possible while listening for sounds from the hallway.
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