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| 29 Oct 2013 08:17 PM |
Someone bangs on a radio. Another mutters about how everything's gone to hell over the past three days, and still others cry. A man cries look out. Gunfire rings out. Silence. Silence. Panic. Pandemonium. Everything goes terribly. "All I wanted to do was ride in the subway." A man helps you up, from your tumble onto the floor. He appears to have some kind of pistol, from the looks of your hazy vision. Blood and bodies liter the floor. "Can you hear me?" A stunned silence later... "No?... Aw hell. Here c-" Another explosion. The whole place shatters and shakes.
You awaken. The man who helped you up is in front of you, dead. Everything's terribly silent.
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| 29 Oct 2013 09:13 PM |
| From your hazy vision, you appear to be a female wearing a pink dress. Maybe? You aren't quite sure, about the pink dress part. |
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| 29 Oct 2013 09:21 PM |
Yet again, dead bodies liter the place. Blood is somewhat pinkish [and you get a general idea that your clothing is covered in blood], and the man is missing his legs. The pistol is gone.
An annoying ringing starts. |
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| 29 Oct 2013 09:26 PM |
You grab through your pockets. A wallet, something black, something white, something green, and something that flips open. You think that's your cellphone. Bringing it up, you can kind of see it. It is cracked and nearly ripped off the hinges.
'LAST CALL: Fins Ame' 'LAST TEXT: RS' |
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