Bette stayed calm.  She reached with her fingertips, just where her skirt ended and lay against her right thigh. They hadn’t thought to check either woman for weapons.

“Now I seen a lot in my day…” The man babbling looked strangely like Quentin Tarantino. “I’ve seen me a midget stripper…I seen me an old stripper…but I ain’t never seen me a one legged stripper. Now dance bitch!” he drew his gun and pointed it at Helena who, by now, had begun to cry.  She started to dance, but before she could humiliate herself, Bette drew her needle from a holster on her belt.

“Fucker.” She screamed, shooting Tarantino in the eye.

“Ahhhh…” he fell on his back, and Helena jumped onto him.

“You dance, fucker.” She said, driving her wooden ‘leg’ through his remaining eye.

By the time El Wray and the others managed to break out, Helena and Bette had all but rescued themselves. El Wray only had one thing to offer them…

“I brought you a present baby…” He said to Helena. He attached her new leg. “now do us all proud…”

They walked rapidly back to the elevators.  Helena’s new ‘leg’, was a custom made machine gun and grenade launcher. Bette held two AK47s, stolen from the guards.

Outside, chaos reigned. The soldiers’ canisters were going empty, and the infection was taking over their bodies. Some of Bette and Helena’s crew fell to them as they all ran toward a helicopter.  Helena shot her way through the most, flipping through the air and taking out hundreds with her grenades and gun.

But just as she stood, and waited, convinced the coast was clear, a half beaten man rose behind her and aimed his gun at her.

“NOOOO…” El Wray ran, shooting at the soldier. The soldier turned and shot back. Soon, El Wray was riddled with bullets.

Meanwhile, Bette was looking desperately for Helena. “Guys, wait…” She held off the chopper and ran to look for the other one.  Inside, she saw that it was empty. No pilot, no soldiers…no Helena.

“I knew I’d find you here, for some reason.”

Dr. William Block, half infected, but still just a raging misogynist, came lurching out of the darkness toward his wife. As he reached for her, bullets sounded behind him.