Post by Noah on Jan 1, 2009 18:54:25 GMT -5
Noah screws the lid back on the pickle jar and slides it into his pack.
"Just gimme some tools and I'll get that door back up, maybe then I can get some sleep. Haven't had more than two hours shut-eye in the past four days. Some horde's been after me, gave them the slip a about ten miles past here. Doubled back and heard the action going on here. Saw the lights, came in here, and well, you were here for the rest of the story."
He grabs a toolbox from the floor and begins to replace the hinges on the door with a set he found in a box in the corner labled "Scraps."
"Just gimme some tools and I'll get that door back up, maybe then I can get some sleep. Haven't had more than two hours shut-eye in the past four days. Some horde's been after me, gave them the slip a about ten miles past here. Doubled back and heard the action going on here. Saw the lights, came in here, and well, you were here for the rest of the story."
He grabs a toolbox from the floor and begins to replace the hinges on the door with a set he found in a box in the corner labled "Scraps."