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Post by Noah on Jan 13, 2009 18:16:05 GMT -5
Noah watches him as he drives off, running over zombies as he goes.
"Where the FUCK did he get that thing? Doesn't he realize the sound of the engine, not mention the music he's blaring, is going to be like an 'Eat Here' sign for the zeds."
Noah walks up to the rooftop to scout out the surrounding area. He pulls his field binoculars from his pack and looks northwards. Between the buildings he sees movement, although in the twilight shadows he can't be sure how many are out there and if they're heading their way.
"Hey, um, guys! We may be having some company over tonight."
To himself he whispers, "Hope those 'cades are as good as I think they are..."
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