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I have noticed the same thing. Is this dead? PM me.
Alex had one of his meaningful dreams, being unable to keep awake. The dream started with him in a coma, in a hospital. His parents and his younger sister were weeping, and watching him. He had been unconscious for 6 months, and showed no signs of waking. The military came in, and tried to take his parents away, but they said they wanted to take Alexander with them. The military refused, and forced the family along, leaving Alex on his own.

The next "dream-piece" left Alex in an abandoned house, scavenging. He heard movement in a closet of own of the bedrooms, and drawing his pistol, flung the door open. Alexander was on edge, and as soon as something tried to move, he shot into the closet. Falling out was an around ten year old girl, who had a bullet hole in her throat. She fell into Alex's arms, and Alex could do nothing but watch, as the girl, who's eyes were filled with pain, and whom couldn't speak, bled to death right in front of him. The worst part was, the girl reminded him of his sister, and Alex imagined that was his sister bleeding out, and left a scar in his mind.

The last part of the dream didn't start out so bad. He was out scavenging, and with him was a women, no more than 19 or 20. They were searching for supplies for a camp, and were in an infected area. A few infected were killed, and then Alex saw the children. There was an orphanage, and it was filled with zombie children. An image flashed in his mind, of the children being trapped as the Z's entered, infecting everyone inside. This image caused Alex to collapse on the side of the street.

Then he awoke...

You do that, and good luck with your new job!
Jack's face was that of a ghosts, the palest Alex had ever seen. Jack started panicking some, but stayed under control. After scavenging the bodies, Jack tossed Alex back his knife, and Alex used it to slit the man in the choke hold's throat, being careful not to get blood on himself. Alex then wiped the blade clean and let the rain fall on it, before drying it and sliding it back into it's sheath, and listened to the rest of what Jack said. He stated the obvious, that we couldn't go straight to his house, but he seemed to have forgotten that there was a silencer on the pistol, but someone would show up eventually. Jack gave Alex some instructions, and walked off.

Right, left, red roof, across street, camp. That was repeating in Alex's head as he ripped some of the men's clothes, and kept the spare rags. Lifting his head and having a mouthful of rainwater, Alex started down the path. He turned right as instructed, and then took the left. As he was walking in the darkness, he heard people starting to get settled into their homes. Then he saw the red shack with a flash of lighting. It wasn't very tall, and the lighting wasn't coming so often, so Alex jumped up, and performed a kip-up onto the top of the roof. Getting into a crawl, he looked over what was probably the "main rode" and saw the tent camp ahead of him. There was only two people, and three guards traveling the path, and with good timing, he Alex could cross while both had their backs turned.

3.. 2.. 1.. Move Alexander dropped down and hurried across the street, moving at a slight crouch. He entered the tent city, and started to quietly weave his way to the other side. After a bit of trekking, and a few close calls, Alex made it through the camp, and settled down to wait for Jack. He covered his rifle with his backpack mostly, and pretended to be a man who had fallen asleep on a backpack. Staying awake might be a little difficult.
I had *He* in the beginning of the one post. Not sure how it got there. :)
dont know why he is there?
He I guess not everyone needs anarchy... You could try to campaign for more equality within the camp between the Japanese and the civilians, although its roleplay, so I shouldn't tell you what to do. :)
Yeah, something you could do is follow gowia and me, or cause some anarchy of your own, like a rebellion!
The man shook his Alex's hand, with a misty look in his eyes. The drink had started to take effect on him, and he went over to a wall, slouched down, and threw up. The man quickly got up, apparently trying to avoid the stuff, and it appeared that the night air had a good effect on him. He sighed while turning toward Alex, and gave Alex a list of supplies he already had. A gun was what he wanted most, but that would be hard to come by. At least he then said if Alex couldn't get one, be creative, and Alex had an idea. Before he could speak it, however, the man proceeded down some alley ways, away from others.

As we reached what looked like our destination, the man turned toward Alex and said, "It seems we didn't run into Ru-" before he was interrupted by a man with two scrawny sidekicks who came out of the shadows. Alexander thought he saw something when they arrived, and he knew he should have spoke up. The men were in all black, to help hide in the shadows, but ad a red bandanna over each persons mouth. The big one, the leader by the looks of it, stepped forward.

"What do we have here boys? Old Jacko out for a midnight stroll is he. You owe me two weeks toll Jack. Where's my money?" The leader said. So know I get to learn your name, wasn't hoping it would be like this, Jack. Alex thought as he let out a sigh. He really didn't have time for this, so decided to finish the job quick and efficiently, like he learned how to do. Drawing his knife, he quickly threw it into the leaders throat, but the drink made him aim slightly off. Instead of cutting off the windpipe so he would choke to death, the knife stuck into the side of the leader's esophagus, causing a bleeding effect. He would either die within five minutes, or he would be dumb enough to pull out the knife, crumpling his esophagus, causing him to die instantaneously. Drawing his pistol, Alexander shot the man with the cudgel above the right eye, slightly off center, and slid it back into its holster. This all happened too fast for the other man, so Alex tackled him, and put him into a choke hold, after throwing aside the man's knife, which landed by Jack's feet.

"What should we do with him?" Alexander said as he faced Jack, with the ruffian still in a choke hold.
Alex was a little skeptical at how quickly this man's mood changed, but still reached out and shook the hand, unable to keep a completely straight face. Alex decided that he might as well try to have at least one friend in camp, for when he placed his bombs at the main guard locations. He still remembered the damaged house he used on the edge of the city, and left his makeshift bombs there. I will use the shack as a base, and leave my rifle there. I will get him "something special," and then come back.

Alexander hoped the house still had its barricades on it, and hoped that even if it didn't, the hidden compartment in the closet on the west side of the house wasn't discovered. He still knew a couple of stores and locations of the city that weren't scavenged, by him at least.

"Do you have anything in particular you want?" Alex asked the man in a hushed voice. People were starting to take notice, and as such, Alex asked the man if they could go somewhere less crowded to talk, as he double checked all his supplies were still fastened tightly, and that his pistol and rifle were still in place.
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