Emmanuel didn't know why these Harbingers kept making him go places and explore. He could barely walk. Didn't they see him limping and hopping around?

They should just let him sit down or leave or something like that. That would be easier. He probably wasn't going to accomplish much useful by doing all this anyway. Right? What could possibly be in an office supplies store that would be useful in a zombie apocalypse like the one they were clearly in?

Well, so long as he didn't go into any enclosed spaces...

He limped inside the store, glancing around for anything of use. The first thing his eyes fell upon was a bottle of alcohol, and his eyes lit up. Liquids! Perfect! He hopped over only to discover the damn thing was empty. Of course it was. Why would there be a full bottle of any kind of liquid still just sitting around in here. Why would there be alcohol in a supplies store in the--

Was that a ball of rats?

No thanks.

Emmanuel attempted to scamper out of the area, considering he didn't want whatever that abomination was to come any close to him than it already had. He quickly found himself shut inside a copy room, which was exactly where he had told himself he did not want to be. He had to get out of here quickly.

It was then that he actually took the chance to look up and look around. It smelled foul in here, absolutely foul. Were there Infected rotting away in here?

The two copiers that were in the room were dead, but there were images all around them. Images of people. Images of people that looked rather dead, or soon to be dead. Blood everywhere. It struck him that perhaps dead people were what he was smelling, and he looked around to find any before he decided that finding them probably was not worth it, not with the whole Undying thing that was going on.

He was leaving. Leaving now.

Emmanuel hopped his way out of the supplies store, pinwheeling his arms in a bad attempt to keep his balance when moving at such a rapid pace on one foot. Eventually, he gave up on that, setting his leg down and settling for an attempt at a limping run back to where everyone else was gathered.

When he was asked what he had found, Emmanuel shook his head. "Nothing. Just don't go in that copy room."

He missed the places closer to the Apartments. They were not full of foul smelling rooms, putrid images, and rat balls.

7, 6, 10, 6

6. Your character notices a foul smell coming from the copier room. You notice that the copier has stopped running, but there are pages and pages of images that surround it. Each one depicts someone being brutally stabbed. It is difficult to look at.

7. Your character notices some booze! Unfortunately it is empty.

10. You come across several rats all clustered together. You don't want to know why.


OOC

Character's name: Emmanuel Eidenberg
Character's faction: Apartments
Character's journal link: Here
Character's survival stats: x
BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Dark brown hair, obvious Jewfro, hazel eyes, medium skin tone, bit lanky.