Post by Prisonner Of Today on Mar 12, 2007 21:25:07 GMT -5
After running for his life from a flood of undead that came out of one of the city's darker side alleys, Priz found himself hopelessly lost. He had managed to evade his perusers by climbing up an old, rusty fire escape, and with a little agility, he worked his way onto the roof of the building.
Looking out over the city, he spots the lights of Catherine General just a few blocks away.
"Damn, I hate hospitals" he mutters to himself, "You can never find a good drink." With that, he heads off, jumping from roof to roof until he finds himself in the packed waiting room of the well lit hospital. He checks in his firearms, and looking around, he spots Ivan.
"Hi there," he says, tapping Khruschev on the shoulder, "I'm not sure if you remember me, but I'm pretty sure we met back when I used to run around with that Collosus group. It's nice to see a familiar face."
Looking out over the city, he spots the lights of Catherine General just a few blocks away.
"Damn, I hate hospitals" he mutters to himself, "You can never find a good drink." With that, he heads off, jumping from roof to roof until he finds himself in the packed waiting room of the well lit hospital. He checks in his firearms, and looking around, he spots Ivan.
"Hi there," he says, tapping Khruschev on the shoulder, "I'm not sure if you remember me, but I'm pretty sure we met back when I used to run around with that Collosus group. It's nice to see a familiar face."
