Before Dr. Fitzgerald could react, the barricaded door to the police station was ripped from its frame. Blighted crawled through the now open doorway, trying to infect more victims. Dr. Fitzgerald took a couple steps back, letting the people with guns at them first. He knew that he wouldn't be able to fight the Blighted, and it would be better if he was around to help the injured when the time came.
"Die motherfuckers!" Kon yelled as he emptied his gun at the zombies. Retreating to the back and reloading was necessary but the blighted were simply too many. After firing the 12 shots at different zombies, weakening some and even killing, Kon stepped back and looked at the other survivors... "We gotta get to a safer place somehow!" he said while reloading his gun.
Cletus looked over at Kon somewhat annoyed. There weren't many of his kind where he came from nor did he care much for them either. However, Cletus knew he was right. Although the group had downed 2 of the orignal 5 that came through the door so far all the shots we're attracking more. Putting aside the petty differences Cletus agreed with Kon
"He's right y'all" Cleuts said in-between another 2 shots that knocked another blighted to the ground with a successful knee hit.
"There must be another building close to here away from these god dang monsters" hoping this was the case so he could start putting his trapping skills to use
"Before we go there must be some kind of gun closet in this here police station, I say we stock up before we high tail it outta here!" Cletus said as he turned toward the police man
Thylonius let out his trademark warcry, which is actually too incomprehensible to type, and charged towards one of the new blighted. Piercing it's skull via the eye socket with the tip of his blade.
"Ah-hah, I've got one!" said Thylonius, is his time of triumph. He retracted the katana just in time to make a quick upward swipe into the armpit of another blighted. A crunchy sound is heard, and the blade gets stuck inside the blighted's shoulder bone. "Aaahhh! Not again! Someone save it!" Thylonius screams as he runs, arms flailing, into the corner of the police station.
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Cletus looked over at Kon somewhat annoyed. There weren't many of his kind where he came from nor did he care much for them either. However, Cletus knew he was right. Although the group had downed 2 of the orignal 5 that came through the door so far all the shots we're attracking more. Putting aside the petty differences Cletus agreed with Kon
"He's right y'all" Cleuts said in-between another 2 shots that knocked another blighted to the ground with a successful knee hit.
"There must be another building close to here away from these god dang monsters" hoping this was the case so he could start putting his trapping skills to use
"Before we go there must be some kind of gun closet in this here police station, I say we stock up before we high tail it outta here!" Cletus said as he turned toward the police man
"Ah-hah, I've got one!" said Thylonius, is his time of triumph. He retracted the katana just in time to make a quick upward swipe into the armpit of another blighted. A crunchy sound is heard, and the blade gets stuck inside the blighted's shoulder bone. "Aaahhh! Not again! Someone save it!" Thylonius screams as he runs, arms flailing, into the corner of the police station.
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Also, what the hell is this?
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