CYS: Like Hell I do, out the window it is
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| - | As far as your aware, it's the God damn apocalypse, and you doubt that Fred would come all the way over here, and even if it's him, can you trust him? To risky, you decide it's better to make a jump for it. You plunge from the two story window, trying to land on your feet without impaling your self in your knife. You land, but then collapse to your side before rolling on your back. Your leg feels like hell, but doesn't appear to be broken or sprained, so you stand up and look around. Red lightning continues to strike the forest, creating a nice little fire, but the fog doesn't seem to advance. Your neighbors all seem to either panick and drive away, or try to barricade their houses. As you watch, a black jeep and red van race down the road, a police car | + | As far as your aware, it's the God damn apocalypse, and you doubt that Fred would come all the way over here, and even if it's him, can you trust him? To risky, you decide it's better to make a jump for it. You plunge from the two story window, trying to land on your feet without impaling your self in your knife. You land, but then collapse to your side before rolling on your back. Your leg feels like hell, but doesn't appear to be broken or sprained, so you stand up and look around. Red lightning continues to strike the forest, creating a nice little fire, but the fog doesn't seem to advance. Your neighbors all seem to either panick and drive away, or try to barricade their houses. As you watch, a black jeep and red van race down the road, a police car right on their asses. When the jeep and van turn the corner the jeep rams into the side of the van, sending it careening of the curb where it tips over and rams into a large oak tree. The jeep speeds off, and the police car follows, ignoring the van, it's sirens slowly fading away. You hear screams from further away, though they still sound too close for comfort. Overwhelmed with the chaos, you simply watch as almost a dozen people run pass your house, most in their pajamas and underwear. As you watch, a mother wearing a loose bathrobe and underwear carries a sleeping little girl in hello kitty pajamas. She gives you a fearful look, before sprinting away. ''What the fuck is going on?'' You cant just stand there, your to much of a target in the open. Your mind races with options... |
*[[CYS: Check on your neighbor, Jessie ]] | *[[CYS: Check on your neighbor, Jessie ]] | ||
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As far as your aware, it's the God damn apocalypse, and you doubt that Fred would come all the way over here, and even if it's him, can you trust him? To risky, you decide it's better to make a jump for it. You plunge from the two story window, trying to land on your feet without impaling your self in your knife. You land, but then collapse to your side before rolling on your back. Your leg feels like hell, but doesn't appear to be broken or sprained, so you stand up and look around. Red lightning continues to strike the forest, creating a nice little fire, but the fog doesn't seem to advance. Your neighbors all seem to either panick and drive away, or try to barricade their houses. As you watch, a black jeep and red van race down the road, a police car right on their asses. When the jeep and van turn the corner the jeep rams into the side of the van, sending it careening of the curb where it tips over and rams into a large oak tree. The jeep speeds off, and the police car follows, ignoring the van, it's sirens slowly fading away. You hear screams from further away, though they still sound too close for comfort. Overwhelmed with the chaos, you simply watch as almost a dozen people run pass your house, most in their pajamas and underwear. As you watch, a mother wearing a loose bathrobe and underwear carries a sleeping little girl in hello kitty pajamas. She gives you a fearful look, before sprinting away. What the fuck is going on? You cant just stand there, your to much of a target in the open. Your mind races with options...
