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Name: Jacov
Age: 17
Health: 70/100
Power: 61/100
Ability: Deadshot - When I use a rifle, I have 100% accuracy at 250 yards or less, and when I use a pistol, I have 85% accuracy at 25 yards or less.
Status: On the ground
Inventory: Dad's knife (6.5 inches), my knife (4.5 inches), wallet with $30.47, 3 shirts, 2 pairs of pants, a flashlight, a G19 .50 AE with 6 rounds in the magazine, 3 15-round magazines in reserve.
Equipped: G19 .50 GI
I hop in the van.
"This seems oh so familiar." I moan.
"I know. That's what happened to you."
"Exactly my point."
As we drive towards the city center, I wonder how this even started.
"STOP!"
The van screeches to a halt. I leap out and draw my Glock. There's a horde of zombies coming at me and the van. I fire a bullet at the lead zombie. It misses the lead zombie but hits another one behind it.
"Damn!" I pop a few more rounds into the zombie's heads. All of them are hits, and five zombies fall dead. I reload my Glock.
What do we do now?
Name: Jacov
Health: 75/100
Power: 66/100
Status: Slaughtering zombies
Inventory: Dad's knife (6.5 inches), my knife (4.5 inches), wallet with $30.47, 3 shirts, 2 pairs of pants, flashlight, G19 .50 AE (15 rounds in magazine), 2 15-round magazines in reserve
Equipped: G19 .50 GI