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originally posted in:The Black Garden
7/13/2013 1:36:13 AM
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Take 2 [b]The Suns ray's scorching my already burnt face. With my back on the floor, I try tentatively to lift my self up of the floor. My head is banging but I've got the sudden urge to run to safety. I see a station, so thats the way I head. It's a good job I do because as soon as I reach the station, a gang of Fallen come racing round. They come to a stop, they seem to be looking for something or someone. (86) That's when I remember, the intel. I rummage around, trying to find it in my clothes, but it isn't there. That's when I spot the package lying where my body was once were. The fallen are still looking around, they're probably about 25 meters away. I try to make a plan to sneak around without them seeing, but it's futile. But try I must, at least I've got my weapon. I've started by crouching and firstly opening the door and head down the steps and hide behind a rock. Luckly they didn't see me. Now I've got a better vantage point, I can see my vehicle, it looks in order. As I was about to make my next step towards the intel, another batch of fallen arrive, but these were from a different house. That's where things escalated, it was now me vs Fallen vs Fallen. How luck can change. So the new plan, bolt it to the intel and ride off Into the sunset. Thats what I thought......[/b]

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