Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-33672197-20180309205308/@comment-33672197-20180309213441

"What am I gonna do...?" Freddie asked himself this question with a miserable sigh. "All these freaks running around... I can't handle them all by myself... They don't even get how important what I'm saying is... Maybe they can't. They're broken. We can't fix them- We don't have the money to. We can't throw them out because they might prove to useful for parts... Or worst, they'll just find their way back."

Freddie shook is head.

"We're all dead."