"Perfeccct!", Tate exclaimed, twisting the key on his car. "Not starting up, looks like it's hit the stop for now.". Groaning, Tate exited the vehicle and looked at the sudden decrease in zombie population around him, "What happened here?", he said to himself. Suddenly, he hears the sound of a fire extinguisher. Looking all about, he couldn't notice anything, except for a small shack on the side of the road. He decided to investigate..
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Profile - Sheila
Weaponry - Half-Empty Fire Extinguisher
Clothing - Blue T-Shirt, Tattered Green Jacket, Blue Jeans, White Sneakers
Inventory - Home First Aid Kit
Blowing the extinguisher all around in that little old shack, Sheila got bored. What is the point of wasting her only weapon? Messing around with it is just dumb. She fell over in the torn up chair and sighed, wondering how the hell this happened again. Instead of sitting there thinking, she got up and looked for water. Even if it was dirty, she would drink it. "Nothing, nothing..nothing..", she kept saying to herself, looking for some water. "Oh well, I think I'm going to get some rest." She sat back down in the chair in the corner of the shack.
