The rain smacked my face, and danced off of my chin. I decided I'd need to put an end to this, but I wanted to live even if that means I'd have to finish the job another time. I was supposed to meet up with a man in this house. He was going to sell me things, and I'd have to pay him with resources. I opened the mysterious door, and sat my bag in a corner. I lit a match, and made a small fire. I heard the door opening, and I quickly aimed my gun at the sound of the metal moving.
"Ok calm down its me. Remember I'm here to trade, and leave. So what is it that you want?" He said, as he drew closer to my wet body.
"Well there's about ten bandits, so I'll need a sniper, and ten bullets!" I said, and his eyes widened. He looked at me in shock. I didn't believe I said it either, but it sounded cool.
"Listen, the bandits here aren't a joke! If you go to fight you'll need much more than a bullet each! How about 5 bullets each?" He said trying to make the deal work. I nodded in approval. He gave me the bullets, and a black sniper. I put down a whole assortment of items down ranging from food to equipment. It didn't even dent my supply I could stay alive for a long time alone. I knew where they were in the city, and I felt like it's time to go, and have a last battle. I thanked him, and we parted our ways. I was headed straight for trouble.
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Darkness Awaits!
Mystery / ThrillerForget the zombies....How will this rag-tag group of survivors survive against other humans....