OPEN THE DOOR
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| - | You figure that these men might know something about your identity. Or something about the woman. You go to the door and open it. The two men, surprised to see you grab you one arm each and heave you into the sofa. They take out two guns and point them both right at your head. You put your hands up and behind your head for lack of anything better to do. "What the fuck are you doing here?" You | + | You figure that these men might know something about your identity. Or something about the woman. You go to the door and open it. The two men, surprised to see you grab you one arm each and heave you into the sofa. They take out two guns and point them both right at your head. You put your hands up and behind your head for lack of anything better to do. |
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| + | "What the fuck are you doing here?" | ||
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| + | You stutter, "I-I-I'm not su-sure." | ||
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| + | "Where the fuck is Claire?" | ||
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| + | One of them clicks the safety of their gun. Claire must be the woman. | ||
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| + | "Sh-she is at wo-work." | ||
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| + | "And who the fuck are you?" | ||
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| + | You realize they do not recognize you. These can't the men that hurt you last night. | ||
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| + | "My name is Corey." | ||
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| + | One of the men asks what you know about Claire. | ||
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| + | "Nothing, I'm just a friend of hers." | ||
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| + | The men exchange glances and all of a sudden, you are smacked in the face with the butt of a gun. | ||
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| + | Do you: | ||
| + | *[[TRY TO RUN OUT PAST THE MEN]] | ||
| + | *[[MAKE A GRAB FOR THE GUN]] | ||
| + | *[[FALL TO THE FLOOR AND WHIMPER]] | ||
| + | {{AmnesiaStatus|Health=100|MP=0|Level=1|Equipment=Nothing but your clothes}} | ||
| + | [[Category:Amnesia]] | ||
Current revision as of 18:05, 30 June 2011
You figure that these men might know something about your identity. Or something about the woman. You go to the door and open it. The two men, surprised to see you grab you one arm each and heave you into the sofa. They take out two guns and point them both right at your head. You put your hands up and behind your head for lack of anything better to do.
"What the fuck are you doing here?"
You stutter, "I-I-I'm not su-sure."
"Where the fuck is Claire?"
One of them clicks the safety of their gun. Claire must be the woman.
"Sh-she is at wo-work."
"And who the fuck are you?"
You realize they do not recognize you. These can't the men that hurt you last night.
"My name is Corey."
One of the men asks what you know about Claire.
"Nothing, I'm just a friend of hers."
The men exchange glances and all of a sudden, you are smacked in the face with the butt of a gun.
Do you:
| Status | ||
| Health | 100 | Equipment:
Nothing but your clothes |
| MP | 0 | |
| Level | 1 | |
