CYS: how bout a test, I'll ask a question only Fred would know
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| + | You are filled with relief, which is replaced with curiosity and confusion, and then replaced with anger "why the hell are you in my house?!" Fred simply points outside toward the mountains. He looks back to "That's what happened. Shit hit the fan back in the city, so i decided to go on over here. Say, didn't you have a gun?" You glare at him, but then head back into the hallway. You pull the attic door and ladder from the ceiling, Fred notices and tosses you a flashlight. You head up into the attic, where there isn't much except holiday ornaments and your granddads old box full of his WW2 stuff. Next to that, however, is your gun. A semi automatic rifle, a SKS, which you bought in case of emergencies, and you consider this a fucking emergency. You sling it over your shoulder, and pocket the ammo. As you head back down, you see Fred packing clothes and other items into a backpack. He looks at you, grins, and returns to packing. You are now more than a little curious about what is going on, so you ask Fred " Dude, whats going on, why did you come here? What happened in the city?" Fred just keeps packing, speaking over his shoulder " I'll tell you later, for now we have to get ready" This is not the answer you wanted, and right now you are starting to panic " Fred, seriously, what the Fuck is going on?" Fred sighs and looks you in the eye, his grin gone now " I would tell you, but we don't have time right now. So please, just go downstairs and get some food" | ||
| + | Press him for answers | ||
| + | comply and get some food | ||
| + | Category: Can YOU Survive? | ||
Revision as of 02:33, 3 June 2017
"Who is the first girl you fucked?" You here laughter on the other side " You mean besides your mom? Your tenth grade crush Suzy" You sigh before opening the door.
You are filled with relief, which is replaced with curiosity and confusion, and then replaced with anger "why the hell are you in my house?!" Fred simply points outside toward the mountains. He looks back to "That's what happened. Shit hit the fan back in the city, so i decided to go on over here. Say, didn't you have a gun?" You glare at him, but then head back into the hallway. You pull the attic door and ladder from the ceiling, Fred notices and tosses you a flashlight. You head up into the attic, where there isn't much except holiday ornaments and your granddads old box full of his WW2 stuff. Next to that, however, is your gun. A semi automatic rifle, a SKS, which you bought in case of emergencies, and you consider this a fucking emergency. You sling it over your shoulder, and pocket the ammo. As you head back down, you see Fred packing clothes and other items into a backpack. He looks at you, grins, and returns to packing. You are now more than a little curious about what is going on, so you ask Fred " Dude, whats going on, why did you come here? What happened in the city?" Fred just keeps packing, speaking over his shoulder " I'll tell you later, for now we have to get ready" This is not the answer you wanted, and right now you are starting to panic " Fred, seriously, what the Fuck is going on?" Fred sighs and looks you in the eye, his grin gone now " I would tell you, but we don't have time right now. So please, just go downstairs and get some food"
Press him for answers
comply and get some food
Category: Can YOU Survive?
