Ingame
You are inside a transit bus moving in a carpark outside Caiger Mall. The seating is stained and the windows are barred and splashed with blood. Also with you are Volker (60HP), Ross (55HP), Franklin Aichon (50HP), Axel (60HP), Jen (50HP), Izzy (50HP) and Tammy (40HP).
The engine is running and in mostly good condition. The gas tank is full.
Somebody has spraypainted abandon onto a seat.
There is another vehicle here.
There is a horde of zombies here.
Dead bodies litter the ground.
- And then you're out, almost without noticing, too preoccupied with simple thoughts of vanity about the state of your nose. You glance behind, looking at the fog. It appears like a wall of whiteness, with the dead shambling out, like messed-up guardsman running after escaped prisoners because some fool left the gate ajar.
Dead guardsman. That bite. You're thankful they didn't do such a good job at manning their post. There is, however, still some that continue the chase, and those that wandered beyond the fog and now come screaming toward the buses.
Since your last turn:
- • A loud and depressed groan chases from behind. (7 seconds ago)
- • Jen says "I can't believe we made it." (4 seconds ago)
- • Franklin Aichon breathes a sigh of relief. (1 second ago)
Possible actions:
- Thin the horde
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
