Post by privatefirstclass on Aug 16, 2008 21:49:22 GMT -5
After the explosion, PFC was thrown down into the basement. He awoke in complete darkness. "Shit..." He goes upstairs to burning body parts, people knocked all over the place, and Alex crawling across the floor with no general direction obviously still in shock.
PFC walks over and picks him up. He removes a towel from his bag and wipes off the dust. Then, he shoves his gun into Alex's face. "Gimme a few bottles of scotch, a couple slices of bread and some cheese. Psycho motherfuckers aren't killing me in this dump. I'll leave you the supplies and a directory to patch the rest of the Coma Crew up, but I'm not dying here."
PFC walks over and picks him up. He removes a towel from his bag and wipes off the dust. Then, he shoves his gun into Alex's face. "Gimme a few bottles of scotch, a couple slices of bread and some cheese. Psycho motherfuckers aren't killing me in this dump. I'll leave you the supplies and a directory to patch the rest of the Coma Crew up, but I'm not dying here."