Suzy’s Strange Saga
When in doubt, always keep the gun.
“Helen, I’m not giving you the gun, just stay behind me.” You say.
“You…you don’t trust me do you?” Helen remarks.
“What? No, of course do.”
“No you don’t, you think I’m going to shoot you!”
“Look, I just feel safer with the gun in my hand, now let’s go!” you say and start heading out the door.
Helen isn’t letting this go though; she continues to bitch about your decision as you make your way through the corridor and down the stairs.
“You’re a poor liar Suzy and I’m not sure what hurts more, you not trusting me after all we’ve been through or you feeling like you need to lie to me about your true feelings.” Helen remarks.
“Oh for fuck’s sake, we don’t have time for this!”
“I saved your life yesterday you know!”
“And I’m grateful for that, but your current bitching about this situation isn’t exactly putting my mind at ease. You seem a little too eager to want the damn gun.”
When you finally finish going down the stairs, the gunfire, yelling and guttural noises are louder, but you and Helen are still arguing even as you make your way towards where the fighting is coming from.
“I can’t believe you still don’t trust me...” Helen remarks causing you to stop and spin around to address her.
“ENOUGH! Just fucking STOP! At this point no I DON’T trust you! I obviously broke your hopes of having some fucked up three way with Bobby and you’re harboring a grudge about it. Now we can settle our differences later, right now we have to…”
“SUZY LOOK OUT!” Helen suddenly screams in your face.
You spin back around just in time to see two of the creatures burst through the door in front of you.
You get off one shot, which goes wild due to being taken by complete surprise and not being used to shooting under pressure. You are tackled to the ground by one of them dropping your gun in the process, while the other goes running for Helen, who you hear screaming and running away.
As you struggle with the creature on the floor, you briefly look desperately over the gun that you dropped and try to reach for it, but it’s just out your grasp. The thing nearly bites you again and tightens its grip on your arms in an attempt to immobilize you. Even your knees to its groin don’t help.
You don’t know if this thing is undead or just rabid, but it hardly matters when it soon overpowers you and rips open your throat with its teeth.
“Helen, I’m not giving you the gun, just stay behind me.” You say.
“You…you don’t trust me do you?” Helen remarks.
“What? No, of course do.”
“No you don’t, you think I’m going to shoot you!”
“Look, I just feel safer with the gun in my hand, now let’s go!” you say and start heading out the door.
Helen isn’t letting this go though; she continues to bitch about your decision as you make your way through the corridor and down the stairs.
“You’re a poor liar Suzy and I’m not sure what hurts more, you not trusting me after all we’ve been through or you feeling like you need to lie to me about your true feelings.” Helen remarks.
“Oh for fuck’s sake, we don’t have time for this!”
“I saved your life yesterday you know!”
“And I’m grateful for that, but your current bitching about this situation isn’t exactly putting my mind at ease. You seem a little too eager to want the damn gun.”
When you finally finish going down the stairs, the gunfire, yelling and guttural noises are louder, but you and Helen are still arguing even as you make your way towards where the fighting is coming from.
“I can’t believe you still don’t trust me...” Helen remarks causing you to stop and spin around to address her.
“ENOUGH! Just fucking STOP! At this point no I DON’T trust you! I obviously broke your hopes of having some fucked up three way with Bobby and you’re harboring a grudge about it. Now we can settle our differences later, right now we have to…”
“SUZY LOOK OUT!” Helen suddenly screams in your face.
You spin back around just in time to see two of the creatures burst through the door in front of you.
You get off one shot, which goes wild due to being taken by complete surprise and not being used to shooting under pressure. You are tackled to the ground by one of them dropping your gun in the process, while the other goes running for Helen, who you hear screaming and running away.
As you struggle with the creature on the floor, you briefly look desperately over the gun that you dropped and try to reach for it, but it’s just out your grasp. The thing nearly bites you again and tightens its grip on your arms in an attempt to immobilize you. Even your knees to its groin don’t help.
You don’t know if this thing is undead or just rabid, but it hardly matters when it soon overpowers you and rips open your throat with its teeth.
