Le médecin tuer:The second the adrenaline leaves you enough for you to think, you awkwardly scramble up and try to run past him. The slums. You can hide out in the slums till the heat dies down.
You barely feel the ground as you fall over, managing to stop your bird-masked face from slamming into the grass. You try to move but Dudley Do-Right over here bleeding behind you has a grip on your ankle.
This night really isn't going your way, is it?
Status: Normal, Uninjured, Grappling
Weapon: None ( Hatchet on the ground )
Inventory: Snubnosed-revolver[5 shots] equipped
Location: Suburbs ( East ), behind 2nd house on the left
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Chuckles:You take all these weird noises in stride, even quipping your catchphrase. It lightens the mood.
Where the hell is the crying coming from, you think. After you close the door behind you, you realise just how dark it is. No light switches anywhere in sight either.
Walking forward, the sobbing gets louder and louder as you head in the direction of the hallway. There's barely any light in there at all, not even from the moonlight coming in through the windows.
You step inside the hallway past the rec room. There's a girl inside.
Stepping closer, you see a young woman huddling herself on the floor, making those same annoying crying noises. She's curled up in a fatal position.
Stepping closer, she notices you and looks up.
The two of you stare at each other in the dark.
"I think he's under the table.", you hear her say.
Status: Normal
Weapon: Bare Clown Hands
Inventory: Pepper Spray, Unlabelled Key, Walkie talkie
Location: Inside Asylum ( Hallway past rec room )
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Lieutenant Danford:Pulling him out of the locker, you clasp your hand around his throat and start barking orders.
"Okay, man, just...just chill, okay, just calm down..."
Holding him by the scruff of his boiler room suit collar, you both walk into the chilly night, along the path to the campus. He makes no move to resist you.
Heading inside the front doors ( which he graciously unlocks for you ) You walk past locker after locker, and a few classrooms, before you get to a door with the word "SECURITY" written on it.
"It's here man...so, um...you gonna let me go? Please?"
You shove him face first into the door, enough times that his legs decide to just give up. As he lays bleeding and gasping on the ground, you drive your shovel into his neck. Again. And again. And again. Each time you think back to the war. Each thud of metal on flesh on tiling echoing through the hallway lights a fire in your memories.
Eventually there's no neck left to dig through.
You've killed him."For the dozens of my kind you gunned down and murdered, trust me, This Is A Mercy, Bastard!That felt good.
Status: Normal, Uninjured
Weapon: Trench Shovel
Inventory: Smartphone
Location: School ( Main campus, in front of security office )
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The Black Knight:You decide to give him a formal challenge. More honourable that way. You immediately proceed to charge him, swinging your bardiche through the air, but he backs away enough at the last second for you to miss, your weapon digging into the kitchen wall. You pull it out, the heat of battle coursing through your veins.
Mustering up all his courage, Bat-man over here decides to take a swing. It's a good swing too, would have given you quite the concussion. Had it landed. You manage to sidestep the blow, and your opponent's lack of balance causes him to careen forward, landing on his hands on his knees.
You bring the bardiche down.
His head comes off.You barely have enough to register the thrill of killing when you hear a most shrill scream.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!"Seriously, your eardrums are ringing after that one.
"YOU MOTHERFUCKING FUCK!!!", the wife yells, charging you with her bare hands.
She actually manages to get her hands on you, and she's surprisingly strong. Grief and rage is one hell of a drug. What's your next move?
Status: Normal, Uninjured, Grappling
Weapon: Bardiche
Inventory: Shotgun ( 6 shells )
Location: Lower End Homes ( west ), inside 2nd house on the left
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