TRASH
Maybe it's the overall creepiness of this place combined with the weird vibe you're getting from the cats, but you lose your cool briefly and try to escape. However, this sudden movement from you alerts them that you're up to no good, and they attack.
One runs in front of you as you're trying to get away. You end up tripping over it and falling on your face, the bag of loot you're carrying is still in your hand though. You manage to get up pretty quickly before the rest of them get a chance to claw your eyes out, however one does manage to claw the bag before you start running. It isn't until you get back to trailer park that you realize the bag has been shredded and its contents have spilled out.
"SHIT! SHIT! FUCK! GODDAMMIT!" you shout and punch your trailer, succeeding in injuring your hand, which of course only makes you madder.
You think about going back to get your items, they've probably been picked up already, plus there's the cat army still waiting for you. Still, you're pissed. You grab your pistol and head back down there.
Some of the cats still lingering around see you and immediately run off, the items you found are gone though, just like you thought. You attempt to make yourself feel better by shooting at a couple of cats in the distance and then return home.
You sit and watch TV all day still pissed off about what happened. Tina comes home ready to give you shit as usual.
"So did you make your millions by sitting on the couch all day?"
"Don't even fuckin' start with me, Tina. I had a fortune today and I lost it."
"Sure you did Mel, sure you did."
One runs in front of you as you're trying to get away. You end up tripping over it and falling on your face, the bag of loot you're carrying is still in your hand though. You manage to get up pretty quickly before the rest of them get a chance to claw your eyes out, however one does manage to claw the bag before you start running. It isn't until you get back to trailer park that you realize the bag has been shredded and its contents have spilled out.
"SHIT! SHIT! FUCK! GODDAMMIT!" you shout and punch your trailer, succeeding in injuring your hand, which of course only makes you madder.
You think about going back to get your items, they've probably been picked up already, plus there's the cat army still waiting for you. Still, you're pissed. You grab your pistol and head back down there.
Some of the cats still lingering around see you and immediately run off, the items you found are gone though, just like you thought. You attempt to make yourself feel better by shooting at a couple of cats in the distance and then return home.
You sit and watch TV all day still pissed off about what happened. Tina comes home ready to give you shit as usual.
"So did you make your millions by sitting on the couch all day?"
"Don't even fuckin' start with me, Tina. I had a fortune today and I lost it."
"Sure you did Mel, sure you did."
