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[Fniff]

"Probably a mutant or a tribes member, let's keep going."

"Wait...Listen." Liv puts up a finger.

You hear scittering.

"Hide in the back of the car now. Don't argue, just do it. Give me your gun."

[Demonic Spoon]

"Get your own gun. And as I said, a mutant."

Give him our gun, then hide in the back of the car, get another weapon while we're there, ready this weapon and our BOOMFERNATOR. I decide not to disobey the guy who casually breaks peoples' necks.

[quip]

"Get your own gun. And as I said a mutant."

Give him our gun, then hide in the back of the car, get another weapon while we're there, ready this weapon and our BOOMFERNATOR. I decide not to disobey the guy who casually breaks peoples' necks.

Bay 12 hive mind, RESISTANCE IS FUTILE.

[Fniff]

"Get your own gun. And as I said a mutant."

Give him our gun, then hide in the back of the car, get another weapon while we're there, ready this weapon and our BOOMFERNATOR. I decide not to disobey the guy who casually breaks peoples' necks.

You get in back of the car, and ready your trusty pistol.

Liv says a prayer and goes out of the car.

Suddenly, he yells "Oh fucking hell you have got to be kidding me--" before he screams in pain after what sounds like wings flapping and a bone being crushed. He fires at the creature, letting it out with a death scream.

"Hmm. I bet that's not all of them--" Suddenly, he is cut off, and his screams drift off to somewhere else.

Suddenly, something grabs the vehicle. You can barely say anything before it drops and everything goes to black.

*

You seem to wake up.

It is Friday, 2089. You are 10. It is a beautiful morning in your Mother and Father's two bedroom apartment.

You are wearing glasses, a T-shirt saying "Professional Donut Eater" and jeans. What do you do?

[Demonic Spoon]

Set the house on fire to get out of this HORRIBLE HORRIBLE NIGHTMARE OF NORMALCY AND MUDANITY.

[Fniff]

Set the house on fire to get out of this HORRIBLE HORRIBLE NIGHTMARE OF NORMALCY AND MUDANITY.

Yes, you think. You need to escape before you go total mad-- Hey look, it's your DS! You played Mario 3D all the damn time on that! Oh wow, your teddy bear! Oh, awesome! Your Action Men! Dear God, you remember your childhood so well.

[Demonic Spoon]

BURN YOUR CHILDHOOD MEMORIES.

[Fniff]

BURN YOUR CHILDHOOD MEMORIES.

"I MISS MY CHILDHOOOOOD! Isn't that enough! I live day after day in fear of dying in a ton of ways, and my memories are the only thing that keeps me sane!" You yell to the voices of the outer-gods.

You suddenly hear a air raid siren. The entire room burns away.

You see a blinding light in a dark room.

"There are things far beyond your sanity, mortal. Your childhood is meaningless. Sanity is meaningless. Welcome to the end of the world. Face it. Now, let us continue to control your actions."

"Who are you?" You ask.

"Don't ask."

You suddenly appear back in your room, flames consuming the very fabric of reality.

[Demonic Spoon]

REBUILD FOURTH WALL.

[Fniff]

REBUILD FOURTH WALL.

You snap out of whatever the hell was going on.

You look around as you hear an air raid siren. Oh no, gotta duck and cover!

[Demonic Spoon]

RUN OUT INTO THE OPEN AND DIE HORRIBLY.

[Fniff]

RUN OUT INTO THE OPEN AND DIE HORRIBLY.

You are getting a headache. It's like someone is shouting all the time. You go out into the open, and become vaporized.

You wake up in the fallout shelter, age 16. It has been 6 years since you have talked to anyone. No-one made it to the fallout shelter apart from you.

You are reading Jason And The Argonauts. You are on the top of a bunkbed.

[Demonic Spoon]

Run outside with no protective clothing on. Lie in the sun scorched wasteland and wait for the mutated vultures to start feasting on your flesh.

[Fniff]

Run outside with no protective clothing on. Lie in the sun scorched wasteland and wait for the mutated vultures to start feasting on your flesh.

You'd love to do that, but the fallout shelter is sealed. Plus, you don't think it is a wasteland. You have checked the cameras above ground, it just looks ruined.

[Demonic Spoon]

COMMIT LESS ELABORATE SUICIDE THEN.