"Blood.. it gets everywhere"
Flint muttered to himself as he washed under his finger nails.
He had been cleaning up his room for the last few hours but now it was hopefully looking good.
He soon went back into it, the walls newly painted over, he walked to the cupboard and quickly removed the nail gun from within.
He moved it across the room before locking it in a crate of similar mechanical items.
Flint began to think if he had any other weapons out and then he remembered the axe he needed to polish. He soon got to work on the chrome head.