I took as many of the map names under the Maps section as I could and wrote a story this morning. I hope some of you find it interesting at least 


My name is Magnus and this is my story. I was part of Delta Team investigating Town Z, the name Town X was already taken from a previous incident at Zebba Farms, but that story is for a different day.
This story takes place on an island where the Illuminati were said to have set up an institution for experiments they were working on. They arrogantly called it Anstalt der Untoten, but I think that was just to scare off the locals. My team had been doing serious training for an unknown mission that we were set to get orders on soon. We trained in an area nicknamed “Candyland”, but in reality it was a musty smelling field with an old shack on it riddled with bullet holes from countless wargames with live ammo. On the shack hung a crooked sign that said, “Home of Pain”, we laughed every time we saw it. Soon we got our orders to move out. We boarded a train as we headed over to the shipyard where we’d launch out under cover of night to our island destination. My cousin Dale owned a dock not too far from here so I was familiar with the area, it was an oldie but it had been in my family for years so we weren’t selling it anytime soon.

The moon was full tonight as our squad leader pulled out his old Pentium laptop and starts looking over a schematic of the island. We had plenty of time to think as we made our way through the grey waters and my mind drifted to combat stories my grandfather would tell me. He must have told me the same stories a dozen times, but the one that came to mind now was when he was pinned down at the battle of Seelow Heights, he said there was so much blood it filled up his foxhole. I sure hope that we don’t meet with a similar fate tonight.
When we got to the island we made our way through thick trees and bushes and toward our rendezvous point where one of the locals was going to be our guide. We’d been hearing sirens even since we landed on the island, sounded like they must be miles away. Our contact never arrived and it appeared as though everyone has fled to the island’s panic center.

As we move further inland we past a children’s baseball field that it appears nature has taken back. But soon the vegetation gives way to a much more industrialized area. Something has clearly gone very wrong here. With all the devastation it makes the area look like a junkyard at best. We approach a very large compound and attempt to move inside. We're locked out, which is no surprise; someone clearly doesn’t want company – at least not our kind. After knocking nicely we decide to let ourselves in with the help of a little C4. Once inside it we are completely stunned, there is so much electricity and light everywhere Tesla would be proud.
It turns out that a ruthless mob boss by the name of Don Goony had recently escaped an insanitorium nearby and has taken a group of scientists hostage. He was planning to use this old Illuminati facility and all of its mysterious technology to open up a gateway into hell and bring back the evil that is there. He had this vision of create a theatre of the dead right here on this island and then unleashing it on the world. It only took Goony a second to notice that we’d blown his front door off and then he began looking for his escape. He had all of the scientist rigged with explosive vests which he began setting off as we ran toward him. This was a truly psychotic journey as we ran through the facility with bodies exploding all around us. He escaped out the back of the facility which emptied right into an abandoned old swamp. We tracked him a few miles into the marshy bog before he turned around and made his last stand. He took out a pistol, shouted “xcof” and then shot himself in the head. Gooney's body was never recovered, it sunk into the swamp almost immediately and we guessed that the gators were already enjoying the catering before we had a chance to retrieve it. Also, what did he mean by xcof? Was that short for something, a code name? We never figure it out.

After it was all over we all headed home to unwind from our latest adventure. I hadn't been to church in years, but after that incident I knew I needed faith in something. With the visions of horror I’ve witnessed I turn into an insomniac who’s completely dependent on prescription drugs in order to get anything that even resembles a good night’s sleep. I returned to the bar I’d gone to so many times before to see some old friends and sit down to tell them my latest story. Just as I begin, my phone rings. I answer it. After a few seconds my face loses all color and my mouth dries up. The voice on the other end says that it’s Goony and that he’s back…for revenge.

I may do this after i finish my 2 maps