originally posted in:Floodatia
* keeps phone in hand, checking every 20 feet on the dots location*
Well whatever or who ever has my supplies can run.
* hears loud beeping, looks at phone*
Oh shit! I got you now you and my supplies to.
* drops to ground, crawling slowly up to group of desticles that have the bag*
YOUR MINE AT LAST!
* draws up rifle and rises from ground switching to semi-auto, opens fire on group*
At last I have found your camp in these deep, dark and mysterious woods that we have not explored.
* grabs the last desticle by the hair, reaches for k-bar and slits it's throat. Blood gushes every where*
English
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* cleans blade and begins the long walk back to the restaurant dragging supply sack*