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location=You are inside a dilapidated car, left abandoned on a street a few hundred meters north of the wall. Multiple lanes are packed with a ceaseless traffic jam of vehicles. Police tape and barriers has isolated the hospital to the east.


A huge billboard for military recruitment has been riddled with bullet-holes. Somebody has spraypainted ''If you believe others will do the unthinkable, the unthinkable will be done by you. Expect better, join us. - CRE'' across it. Directions to a safehouse are below.
A huge billboard for military recruitment has been riddled with bullet-holes. Somebody has spraypainted ''If you believe others will do the unthinkable, the unthinkable will be done by you. Expect better, join us. - CRE'' across it. Directions to a safehouse are below.
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{{UDAct|You abruptly extend your arm, knife in hand, and find yourself elsewhere, knife embedded in the nearest motile corpse. You jerk back in a mixture of sudden horror and surprise, bumping up against a car. The corpse, you see, is sprawled on the pavement, twitching and observing you. It seems unable to move for the moment. Your knife is stuck between its ribs. You could take it back, or just run.}}
{{UDAct|The wooden barn does not contain a zombie, so the nearest one available is located, not that far within the city you only recently escaped. Impossibly somewhere else, you merely squint your eyes at the sudden brightness of daylight while sitting in this random rusted car. The floor is broken through and your feet dangle through—with a corpse slumped in the seat to your right, your knife inserted in its shoulder. And now suddenly animating, its groaning skull-face turns toward you and a clenching bony hand extends at you.}}
 
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{{UDTurn|A zombie murmurs, mumbles.|1 second ago}}


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::{{UDAction|Take the knife|Epi1ZKknife}} {{UDAction|Run away|Epi1ZKrun}} {{UDAction|Where the hell am I?|Epi1ZKwhere}}
::{{UDAction|Take the knife|Epi1ZKknife}} {{UDAction|Escape the car|Epi1ZKescape}} {{UDAction|Push the hand away|Epi1ZKhand}}


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Latest revision as of 05:06, 2 August 2014

Ingame
ERROR: INVALID LOCATION
Millet Walk Fire Station
a street
the Vellacott Building
St. Claire's Church
a street
1 zombie
Cornelius General Hospital
the Rycroft Buidling
a street
a street
You are the Protagonist. You have 30 Hit Points and 5 Experience Points. You have ? Action Points remaining.

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You are inside a dilapidated car, left abandoned on a street a few hundred meters north of the wall. Multiple lanes are packed with a ceaseless traffic jam of vehicles. Police tape and barriers has isolated the hospital to the east.

A huge billboard for military recruitment has been riddled with bullet-holes. Somebody has spraypainted If you believe others will do the unthinkable, the unthinkable will be done by you. Expect better, join us. - CRE across it. Directions to a safehouse are below.

There is a lone zombie here.

The wooden barn does not contain a zombie, so the nearest one available is located, not that far within the city you only recently escaped. Impossibly somewhere else, you merely squint your eyes at the sudden brightness of daylight while sitting in this random rusted car. The floor is broken through and your feet dangle through—with a corpse slumped in the seat to your right, your knife inserted in its shoulder. And now suddenly animating, its groaning skull-face turns toward you and a clenching bony hand extends at you.

Since your last turn:
A zombie murmurs, mumbles. (1 second ago)
Possible actions:
Take the knife Escape the car Push the hand away
Inventory:
You carry only a smashed radio. It has been a long ride. Your blue jeans are shredded; the T-shirt, stretched 2 sizes larger, is more red than white, and your shoes are unaccounted for. You wear a crumpled paper party hat.


Epilogue