Ingame
You are inside a school bus stopped in the parking garage of Caiger Mall. The seating is worn and the windows are barred. Also with you are Sam Alberti (60HP), Ross (55HP), Doug D. Renolds (58HP), Karke Mardul (50HP) and Yon (50HP).
The engine is running and in good condition. The gas tank is full.
Somebody has scratched meta into a seat.
There is another vehicle here.
- You hope for the best, trusting in some mystical force to keep you safe. Sam hits the remote door opener, and the door warbles to the collective fears inside each bus as it lifts upwards. Thick bleached fog quickly replaces the void left by the door, superstitious tendrils scrawling smokey messages on the cement floor. You immediately remember the fog you woke up to after the monster jumped you initially. The others apparently didn't know of it, had they looked up, they would have mistaken the fog pressing the mall skylights for clouded sky.
You probably should have mentioned something. Quit dropping the ball.
No sign of the dead, no sound of the dead. The fog, apart from its vision-reducing properties, must also have a dampening affect on noise. Unless the horde left in the past few hours. But that's wishful thinking. You just hope this fog doesn't blanket the entire city.
Since your last turn:
- • The garage door opens. Thick fog begins to creep in. (30 seconds ago)
- • Sam Alberti says "The fuck is this?" (23 seconds ago)
- • Ross stares at the the thick fog. (22 seconds ago)
- • Doug D. Renolds grunts in exclamation. (19 seconds ago)
- • Yon says "What." (15 seconds ago)
- • Karke Mardul pulls strands from his raggedy beard. (13 seconds ago)
Possible actions:
- Next
Inventory:
- You carry a knife, a journal and a bloodied radio. You have a pistol (15) and three spare magazines inside your vest pouches. You are wearing a tactical vest, blue jeans, a white T-shirt and a pair of shoes.
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User:A Helpful Little Gnome
