The bells tolled as my watch beeped. Someone had mentioned that this was bad in passing, but I hadn?t really heeded the warning. This was just a game, right" With exploitable systems and an arcadey nature that wouldn?t really present too much danger" I couldn?t have been more wrong. The music ramped up, a stressful melody that drove home the kind of trouble that I was really in. One of the corpses appeared in the doorway, followed by another, and another. I grabbed one more thing from the shelf and attempted to stuff it into my overly full backpack before darting to the window. The dead crowded the once empty street below me, but the hallway behind me was filling up. I took my chances with the ledge.
I hung from the narrow drain spout and made my way to the corner of the house, but lost my grip and plummeted to the ground below, knocking off a good chunk of my health. It?s fine, I can squeeze through this hole in the fence and make my way down the alley, back to the safety of my boat. But my fall had caught the attention of the horde and they all began moving towards me. My stamina was low and I couldn?t run anymore, so I turned around to fight.
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