Post by Magatsu Taito on Jul 2, 2007 16:08:04 GMT -5
Magatsu runs out through the doors of the Elbow Room, and out into the gloomy streets of the once glorious Malton. He crouches behind a car for a moment, checking the horizon for any signs of trouble. But the only thing that greats his watchfull eyes is the void. So he gets up, and starts walking down the street, towards the West, away from the East and the harbour where he first set foot in this cursed hell called Malton.
He stops dead in his track when the stench of death and decay hits him like a jackhammer. He gasps for air, though at the same time trying to be quiet and determin the source of the vile stench. He takes cover behind another car, this one just a blackened shell after a recent fire.
The car smells of melted plastic and fabrics, and covers his own smell from the undead, but also the stench that alerted him to their precense. He sits down with his back against the car, trying to figure out what to do next.
He stops dead in his track when the stench of death and decay hits him like a jackhammer. He gasps for air, though at the same time trying to be quiet and determin the source of the vile stench. He takes cover behind another car, this one just a blackened shell after a recent fire.
The car smells of melted plastic and fabrics, and covers his own smell from the undead, but also the stench that alerted him to their precense. He sits down with his back against the car, trying to figure out what to do next.
