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[Parsely]

Gotdamnmiracle
You bring your pipe back and he takes the opportune break in your defences to punch you in the head. Your vision turns white and when it comes back you find yourself lying on the ground, only this time you can't see anything, as both your eyepieces are cracked.

Pufferfish
You see the brawler is busy knocking Linden out and you rush forward and sink your blade into the back of his neck. He freezes, twitches once, and crumples to the road.

[Gentlefish]

Crap! Allora thinks to herself as she rushes over to help Linden off the ground.

"Everything all right? Is your gasmask still working?"

Help linden up and see if anything's broken, other than pride and/or dignity.

[GrizzlyAdamz]

((Hehe, I think he might be dead))

[Aseaheru]

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yay! im one death closer to playing!

[Rolepgeek]

Posting to watch and wait.

[Parsely]

Where's a God damn miracle when you need one? *taps foot impatiently while glancing at watch occasionally and sighing in exasperation*

[Parsely]

*dies from old age*

Has anyone seen him around?

[GrizzlyAdamz]

His profile says he was last active march 22.

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check your messages.

[Parsely]

Pufferfish
You rush over and kneel next to Linden's limp body. His head lolls as you cradle it in your arms, blood seeping from where he cracked it on the pavement. Come on Linden.. Wake up.. You shake him gently. He doesn't move. Tears well up in your eyes and drip onto the glass protecting your face. Please... You hold him close, shoulders shaking as you quietly sob for your only friend in the world. The cold of his body pierces directly into your heart as you realise: Linden is dead.

Xantolos
You wake to the sound of crackling gunfire. The door to your room bursts open and your friend John stumbles through, wild-eyed and out of breath, he clutches his bleeding shoulder in one hand and a Thompson in the other. They found us! Come on! We need to go! He throws you the gun and turns to leave when his head explodes and he crumples to the ground. You hear the sound of boots thumping down the hallway towards the open door.

[Xantalos]

"Fuckballs."
Grab mask and other supplies if I haven't already; look for a way out of wherever I am while I go right beside the door to where it swings inward.

[Parsely]

Xantolos
You utter a low curse, grabbing your mask and shoulder satchel from the bedpost and moving behind the door. You hear the footsteps slow as the intruder approaches the room. You wait one heartbeat..two… You throw your body against the door, smashing the man's gun arm between it and the frame. He utters a harsh cry and the revolver drops from his hand, hitting the floorboards and sliding across the room.

You reel backwards as the man barrels into the room, growling in pain and rage. He hesitates when he sees the Thompson in your hands, giving you just enough time to level it and fire a burst into his chest, killing him instantly and sending his body flying backwards and into the hall. You scoop up the revolver and tuck it into your waistband. You step through the door and over the bodies, looking left, and then right.

Which way?

[Xantalos]

Right.

[Parsely]

Xantolos
You head right, passing several empty rooms and fresh corpses. You can see the hall open into a brightly lit parlour and you find yourself just behind the bar looking around at overturned tables and smashed glass. The stench of rotting flesh hits you like a wall and you hurriedly don your mask. You find the source quickly, a pair of rotting corpses that had fallen near a smashed window leading to the outside. The raiders must have gotten into the hideout through there, and you can see the discarded boards and plastic that your small group of twelve survivors had used to seal up the place. You suddenly notice that you can no longer hear any gunfire, and you suspect that all the fighting has stopped. Whether or not any of your friends are still left alive is a mystery.

[Xantalos]

Try to remember where the food was stored. If no food, curse survivors for being idiots and cautiously continue onward. Be quiet and observant.

[Gentlefish]

"Damnit, Linden, you just saved me." I say before grabbing anything useful off his body.

Take any useful things from Linden. Then see if there was anything good in the bag.