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9:18 PM 

Chris woke up in his room. For the first time in two days he slept like a baby and it felt good to be rested again. Now he was ready for guard duty. He looks at the window and sees that nighttime already came. [color=1a7b30]"What the hell? How long have I been sleeping."[/color] He says as he springs out of the couch and goes to the desk, grabbing his wristwatch. [color=1a7b30]"Hmmm, 9:18 PM, damn, I slept a little over 5 hours. Shit! Nikki's probably gone by now. And so is her birthday celebration. I'll talk to her after she returns, provided she's in a good mood."[/color] He said as he put his wristwatch back around his wrist and sat on the chair as he drew his journal closer and started writing down on the same page where he wrote the previous content.

[i]"Later that day...

"I'm beginning to think life is trying to punish me for all the bad things I've done in it. I've found this girl here, Jenna, she's the first woman I felt attracted to ever since I broke up with Michelle 7 years ago. As I was peeling those damn potatoes for her in the kitchen I was thinking about what could I do to win her over. And then I saw that in fact, she already has someone in her life. Some dude named Jon. He went off together with our leader, Nikki, and others to assault those bandits that attacked this place yesterday. What if he would die in the attack against those bandits? Wouldn't that be convenient? I'm pretty sure Jenna would have plenty of shoulders to cry on, especially mine. At any rate these people must not find out who I really am and what I used to do for a living. Otherwise it's back on the streets for me. If i'm lucky!"[/i]

Just as he finished writing for this day, Chris could hear the comotion outside. He grabbed his revolver and the holster, attached the latter to his belt, swinged out the cylinder, checking the rounds, then swings it back, puts it in the holster and gets up from the chair, getting out of his room. As he was looking around he saw all the comotion unveiling before him. Apparently everyone was busy while he was sleeping. He went to the kitchen along with others and helped Jenna put stones in buckets for some kind of slingshots, and also doing the best he could to ignore her. Once he was finished he took a football helmet and some football armor, together with a bow and some arrows and went up on the roof. And now, he and the others were playing the waiting game.