Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Came close to death. Could practically smell the rotting stench of the infected form of Mike... A good friend of mine... So sad.

I'm alive thankfully. Managed to load a blank into my gun during the attack, thank god for the Shuma.

I owe him.

God help us.

Ammo: 5
Sock Flails: 1
Health: 99
Pills: 5
Molotovs: 0
Pipe Bombs: 1

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