Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160112193412/@comment-26809040-20160119225757

Eric froze and listened intently for a second.

"Shit! Why do I bother saying anything?!"

The scavenger whipped his head around, and quickly determined that standing in thick fog, on flat ground, surrounded by ferals was a bad position to be in. Without another word, he ripped his pipe rifle off his back, and took off running for the looming shape of a nearby mausoleum, his dead sprint carrying him with more speed than his heavy coat and clanking pack would suggust possible.