Get your flashlight and get those meds. We have to.
From Create Your Own Story
Taking up your flashlight, you step out of the car into the wind and rain. It's coming down so hard that it actually stings when it hits your skin, and you flip on your light and head across the parking lot.
Once your under the little awning that shelters the front door, you pause to shake off some of the rain. You shine the light on the corpse. There's a gash running along the back of his skull, and you think maybe you can even see some brains. You shiver, and try not to think about it. He's definitely dead.
