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Post by ginchimera on Sept 14, 2010 20:24:06 GMT -5
The hunter hopped into the window, darting after him.
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Sept 14, 2010 20:24:51 GMT -5
He ran through the streets of people screaming and zombies chasing them, trying to think of some place he could go.
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Post by ginchimera on Sept 14, 2010 20:32:24 GMT -5
The hunter was hot on his trail.
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Sept 14, 2010 20:33:04 GMT -5
He ran into a house and wandered inside it, trying to find a hiding spot.
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Post by ginchimera on Sept 14, 2010 20:41:23 GMT -5
Hunter stopped, sniffing at the doorway.
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Sept 14, 2010 20:42:12 GMT -5
He backed against a wall and shook.
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Post by ginchimera on Sept 14, 2010 20:47:51 GMT -5
The hunter stalked in, growling lowly.
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Sept 14, 2010 20:50:28 GMT -5
Soon crying filled the house.
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Post by ginchimera on Sept 14, 2010 20:53:20 GMT -5
The hunter was almost at the witch before cars sounded outside, followed by gunshots. He whined before taking off.
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Sept 14, 2010 20:59:34 GMT -5
~Later that night~
Things had quieted down considerably. 6 wandered out of the house and down the road looking at everything.
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Post by ginchimera on Sept 14, 2010 21:01:11 GMT -5
Just ahead of him was a large, old factory.
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Sept 14, 2010 21:02:22 GMT -5
He headed towards it, having no real destination as he wandered.
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Post by ginchimera on Sept 14, 2010 21:08:41 GMT -5
Crying started to come from where he was going.
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Post by Stitchpunk1 on Sept 14, 2010 21:13:59 GMT -5
He walked in, seeing all the women on the ground crying. He approached one only to have her growl and make him move on.
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Post by ginchimera on Sept 15, 2010 18:05:38 GMT -5
The others growled slightly at him as he past.
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