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[Fniff]

"Well, I seem to be the only one without problems, eh? The food is over there, but don't reattach too much."

[Little]

Rachel crawls over to a shelf, rips open a ration, wolfs it down and curls up on the floor.

[jc6036]

Jim checks through a crack in the door the status of the sandstorm.  "Looks like it isnt clearing up any time soon."

[Fniff]

Fniff walks over, and is surprised.

"Shit, someone is out there!" Fniff runs up, grabs the guy walking outside and throws him into the shelter.

[jc6036]

Bill manages to catch the mans slumped form. He eases him down to the floor and dusts off some of the caked on sand.  "You okay, man?"

[Bdthemag]

The man mumbles something "Gotta go to fmgggh." then passes out.

[jc6036]

They drag the man to the shelter and give him water via a rag drip.

[Fniff]

"Poor guy... He might have been wandering for days..."

[jc6036]

Bill glances outside. "The sand storm cleared up a  bit. . ."  Suddenly from outside comes the sound of some body banging on the walls. Some body  begins wooping and hollering, a trio of them from the sound of it. Bill looks startled.  "wha what the hell?"

[dh598]

A man bursts throughh the door, wearing a tattered suit. 3 rough looking men follow behind him, one holding a pistol. The others have blunt objects. The man with the gun raises it and fires, the sound of the gunshot rings off of the walls, and the bullet strikes the man in the shoulder. He let's loose a scream and falls to the floor.

[jc6036]

"somebody grab that guy!" Bill grabs the nearest object he can find-a copper section of pipe- and runs down the hall, screaming.  He strikes the man with the gun on the side of his head, knocking him unconcious. Another of the hoodlums swings at Bill with a club, but Bill scrambles backwards, falling to the ground.

[Fniff]

Fniff fires a shotgun at one of the hoodlums, causing gore to splatter all over the party. The scared hoodlums run away in fear.

"...HOLY SHIT!" Fniff drops the shotgun and puts his hands on his ears. "I CAN'T HEAR ANYTHING!"

[Ochita]

A shout can be heard from outside, then a gun shot. A couple of seconds later somebody rushes into the building, caked with bloody sand. He appears to only be a teenager, and he's carrying a pistol in one hand.
"Please! I'm not a hoodlum!"

[Fniff]

"WHAT?!" Fniff shouts, then doubles over. "Oh...Fuck... Remind me never to fire a shotgun again..." Fniff stares at the bloody corpse. "Jesus Christ... I just killed someone."

[Ochita]

"Hey!"
The figure reaches for its back, and produces a cloth from a backpack, and uses it to wipe his face clean. He drops his gun, and kicks it into the corner, and trys to comfort the doubled-over man.
"Hey.. Come on, as sad.. as it is, we have to keep on living, so shape up... I just killed someone, and look at me.. I'm only 16, and I can hardly use a gun.."
He then wipes some of the blood off from the man.