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Post by Prisonner Of Today on Jun 20, 2007 2:00:31 GMT -5
For a moment, something in Priz tells him to just walk away, go back to the theater, lock the fire escape's door very tightly, and enjoy the movie.
After all, this isn't the time to be a humanitarian. This is survival of the fittest!
Priz, slightly shocked at himself, pushes back the idea, and with a slight nod, points the rifle away from the newcomer and motions in the general area of the fire escape.
"You can get in over there, up the fire escape." He dissapears for a moment, and returns with a rope with a small dufflebag attatched. "I'm afraid I'm also going to have to ask you to put everything your carrying into here. It's just a precaution, you understand. I'll return everything except the weapons. And I'll return those when you move on, or if a situation arises where you might need them."
Throwing the bag down, he hears a small "clink" eminate from one of the nearby buildings, which looks to be a burned out apartment. From the doorway, a corpse emerges. It looks like it may have been a tenant who was killed in the fire, as it's skin is very black and very peeled.
"And I'd recommend you hurry. If I shoot that one, more will come."
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