Ģo Ӑhead Ӑnd Нate Ϻe Ƚike Ŷou Ϣant Ҭo
He unstrapped his bag at last, pulling out a few bottles of water and handing them out to people,
"I have a safe house about two blocks west" he said, not bothering to look at anyone. Everyone was busy doing their own thing, throwing tantrums, having breakdowns, thinking, he wouldn't have been heard anyways. He laid down, staring at the sky from where he was as he sipped at his water. His legs were aching like crazy.
Maybe it was time to start moving again...
He could hear the gargled screams of zombies and the smell of their rotted flesh cooking was still hanging in the air. He coughed once and rolled into the crouch, doing his bag back up and forced himself into a standing position. If he'd had battery power on his phone he'd have texted Atomic, but dead battery. He sighed, feeling the exhaustion kicking back into his aching limbs and he pushed himself into as standing position, stretching his limbs out.
He spotted something from the corner of his eye, another guy coming closer to their rooftop plus the sniper was jogging through the streets towards them as well. He sighed.
"More people arriving" he said, not really expecting to be heard as he resumed his stretches, trying to stretch the aches and pains out of his body. He was starting to feel a little better, though he was still covered in bruises, but at least his joints weren't aching anymore. He'd actually be able to walk. He took another swig of his drink and started stretching his back.
Ŷou ℂan't Нate Ϻe Ӑs Ϻuch Ӑs Ϊ Ӑlready Đo
Name: Jimmy "Skull" Knox
Pack: Knife, water bottles, food, Machete and a small first aid kit
Health: 90%
Where: escaping a burning building
With: Alistair, Nessa, Maiko, Aki and Todd with CaoCao and Jason on their way over
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