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 Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2012 7:11 pm
More of a bunker than a house. The doors are paddocked and bolted, the windows are barred and there's a shotgun sitting in the living room.
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2012 7:51 am
 A mysterious figure probably around his teens walked with his head hung low and his face half-hidden in his black hoodie, and quietly he made his way towards the front porch of the bunkerish looking house of John O'Connor. It was quite an odd thing to see someone roaming around and going up to front porches just minutes before midnight, but apparently this man had some sort of agenda for being there. He pulled out something from his jacket pocket, and it seemed to be some sort of envelope, a black one with an odd emblem on top. After rapping his hands at the barricaded front door, he slowly bent down and slipped the envelope through the small space under the door, then slowly got up and turned away, leaving the house with his hands on his pockets. His mission was done, and all there is to it now is for the man inside to get the message, and he hoped it got to him soon, for an imminent threat is fast approaching...
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