

Spd 15//Pwr 0//Accr 0//Agil 10//Endr 5//Intl 10//Mrks 0//Mel 20//Rctn 15
//Science Club//F-Classed//Hacker Extrodenaire//All-American//
"It must be your lucky day..."
"Friend..." Lux answered staring at the gun almost paralized until she saw the Them that appeared. What was worse, gun or them? Them. Her broom handle swung out on instinct as one stumbled toward her, knocking it in the chest. Dancing back a few steps, the scientist eluded before her fearful backswing hit it in the head. Like a club she beat it twice more until she was sure the head was crushed in, but not without a slight interal squeal of fear as she backed up. God she hated them! They just seemed to turn up everywhere. Sighing, she looked around. There had been five? Where was the last one.
"...or maybe this is when your luck runs out."
Locks Picked:156
Doors Opened: 1739


