[INDENT][INDENT][sub][hr][/sub][color=008080][indent][sub][B]Location:[/B] [COLOR=gray][I]Rushford, Ohio -- O'Neal Family Tavern[/I][/COLOR][/sub][/indent][SUP][RIGHT][b]Date:[/b] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4952137][COLOR=gray][I]May 15th, 2019[/I][/COLOR][/url][/right][/SUP][/color][sub][hr][/sub]
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Daniel Marlowe was tired. He’d spent the majority of the time since the first time he saw one of these...creatures running as fast as he could from them. He’d slept maybe three or four hours in days, and the toll was obvious in his face. He’d scavenged food and water, but he knew he couldn’t keep up the marathon forever: that’s when he found other survivors. A woman; specifically an agent of the FBI, a young man and a teacher. And here he was; probably the most useless of the group. For chrissakes, he didn’t even have a gun. 

He listened intently as the agent began laying out the plans: this bar had no supplies to use and their best chance was heading down river to some summer camp. [color=#008080]“Summer camp sounds like a good place to hold up, actually,”[/color] Daniel started as they were busy with their own business. [color=#008080]“They’re usually far out from civilization, meaning we won’t deal with so many of those freaks like we have here in Rushford. Plus, camps tend to stock up for the summer with nonperishable foods, medical supplies and other tools. The only thing I feel we’ll be lacking there would be weaponry--”[/color] he stated, looking at both the agent and the teacher. [color=#008080]“But honestly, guns are probably a bad idea unless there’s no other situation. Regardless of their mental acuity; we’ve seen how they react to sound--”[/color] he nodded at the cacophony of the speakers outside. [color=#008080]“The less firing we do, the better. I’d assume, anyway.”[/color] 

He moved through the bar looking for anything of use; wooden sticks, glass bottles, he was careful to examine everything he could possibly find. [color=#008080]“A bottle of high proof liquor would be better put to use for medicine or for a firebomb,”[/color] he muttered, digging through shelves. [color=#008080]“We can sanitize cuts and scrapes the same way we’d use medical alcohol, or we could use the flammability to ignite something. Hell, even those freaks outside burn.”[/color]

He stopped for a moment, realizing he’d been talking for a minute now. [color=#008080]“Sorry, I don’t mean to act like a know-it-all. I guess i’m just trying to recall my days in the scouts back in the 90s.”[/color]

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