Friday, June 12
Dead Letter: Part 12 – Insecurity
Hammer ran into the room at the top of the stairs. Zombies howled and shrieked behind them.
He pointed down the steps. “The security office should be down this way!”
Jim-Ben and Archive slammed the glass doors shut behind them.
“Good, then we can set the C-4 and finally get out of—“ Fiona was cut off as a zombie smashed its arm through the glass door and looped it around her throat.
Fiona shrieked, clawing ineffectively at the zombie’s blood-encrusted arm.
“I can’t get a clear shot at it!” shouted Jim-Bean. “Stop struggling!”
Fiona’s eyes bugged. “STOP. STRUGGLING?” [MORE]
Labels: d20 modern
posted by Mike Tresca at
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