Post by John Dead on Dec 21, 2006 18:36:32 GMT -5
John sat in the corner smokin a ciger, he didn't know what he was doing, he was confused. A couple of days ago he was leading a normal life, now he was trapped inside the mall, not knowing if someone was going to kill him in his sleep, or when he was alive. He could die being bit to death, the thought of it made him shiver. He heard a noise and took out his shotgun, but it was nothing. He thought why me? Out of all the people that could have been put into this death mall, why did he have to be one of them.
After a long hard think he hadn't answered any of the questions in his head, he had idea's, maybe this was how he was meant to die? Maybe the army had put him in here to test his skills? Maybe it was just pure coincidence, but he didn't like any of it, still thinkin he drifted off into a deep sleep.
After a long hard think he hadn't answered any of the questions in his head, he had idea's, maybe this was how he was meant to die? Maybe the army had put him in here to test his skills? Maybe it was just pure coincidence, but he didn't like any of it, still thinkin he drifted off into a deep sleep.