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Author Topic: The Day After: Second Hell -Prelude-  (Read 36078 times)

I drifted into my own little world.
"Perfect, now I'm going to get dragged away and be forced to make medicine, well no, I'm not making ANY medicine for these people..."

Jamie cradled Candy. "Who the forget do I think I am? Staff Sergeant Shinenzu 'Montgomery' Hakuri of the british military, SAS division." He said, a british accent becoming prone in his voice.

I heard something about a simple talk not getting a medicine man to leave, maybe it was fate that I came here. Maybe I can help them. I kept awake for a little bit, observing. Everyone was focused on the doctor guy-thing. I can barely see anything. So blurry.

"What gives you the right to barge in here and take this guy away?"

"You really think you can just walk out of here with him? I suggest putting him down before I pull the trigger. He already said he won't help you."

"Wherez you allz goin'? Sorry boutz the accent, I think I lost a couple of teeth."

I decided to browse my thoughts.
"Let's see here..."
I began to browse through hundreds of combinations for medicine that a normal man wouldn't understand.

"I'm not taking him away. Not yet."

"Under order of Captain Alexander 'John' Price, I am requested to contain all civillians in a safe area untill evac arrives. It's either you come with us, or you die trying to survive. Sorry about the teeth." He said. "Let's get a move on, evac's inbound in 48 hours, people."

I try and get up, which I succeed in doing so. I pick up my weapon, and climb up the ladder.


"You're not exactly good at what you do. Beating people down isn't exactly a good way to round up survivors."

"I don't trust you."
"Who? Sorry, having trouble thinking straight. Head is ringing. Terrible memories."

"Don't make me loving shoot you. It's either you stay here, let me kill you, or we leave as friends. And Jake, I know what the forget you're thinking. I've gone through enough stuff to know we're all about to die." He said.

"He sorta went full handicap." Jamie said.

"That's a wonderful way to get me to go with you, threaten to shoot us all." I spat.