Even more, although delayed.

[maggot_hive]

Calmly, he opens the cylinder and replaces the empty rounds. He's running low; there were more people than he anticipated. Suddenly, he coughs, spitting thick streams of saliva and blood onto the concrete floor. His chest feels like a campfire. It isn't as easy to maneuver through the warehouse any more. His leg is almost useless with the gaping

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[bryagh]

i love this creative streak youve been on !
keep it up !

:D

[maggot_hive]

#^_^# Thanks! I'll see what I can do to keep it up. Doesn't usually last long.