A Trip To Cracker Barrel
Crawling as bullets ricochet through out the family diner, you weave between furniture to reach the elderly who are dining here. A white haired old man sits next to his wife, and you tap him on the shoulder. He looks confused, seemingly unphased by the chaos. In a desperate attempt to get his attention, you take the triangular peg game, and begin the steps of starting the game. You take a peg out, and with a reverberating boom you place it into an empty slot.
You've triggered their sleeper agent code, and now the dementia death squad has activated. They pull out their concealed six shooters and start spraying, the recoil snapping the arms of the weak. A man shoots his wife, another continues to put holes into Ryan. You can't see your friends. The banging of firearms disorients you. Lights are flashing, its too bright. It smells of iron, and you can't move.
You've triggered their sleeper agent code, and now the dementia death squad has activated. They pull out their concealed six shooters and start spraying, the recoil snapping the arms of the weak. A man shoots his wife, another continues to put holes into Ryan. You can't see your friends. The banging of firearms disorients you. Lights are flashing, its too bright. It smells of iron, and you can't move.