Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25218347-20180316230348/@comment-25218347-20180321121210

One of the scavengers lets out a shriek as Kyurem latches onto his arm.

Jack finds another scavenger trying to pry a door open.

Mark has a scavenger by the throats up against the wall.

Tony is still wailing on the other scavenger.

Ash slowly gets up, dazed.

Yelling comes from downstairs, too.

A stalker rushes downstairs into the bar.

"GUYS! GUYS!" He pants.

All the stalkers at the table jump up.

"What? What is it?"

"SOME STALKER TURNED OFF THE BRAIN SCORCHER!"

Rostik froze. This was his chance to get to the Wish-Granter and see if it was real or not.

"Shit, really?" Another stalker gulped.

"YEAH, THE MILITARY IS MOVING OUT ON THEIR WAY TO PRIPYAT! DUTY IS MOBILIZING RIGHT NOW AND IS ABOUT TO MOVE OUT! COME ON!" He rushed out.

Everyone jumped up, paid for their drinks, grabbed their backpacks, and rushed out of the bar, Rostik included.