Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26892768-20170926124833/@comment-27661770-20170929204439

Meanwhile, a prisoner who seems to hot have been ead out of the room- jailed for blankshirting- i sjust... sitting.

And eanwhile elsewhere...

Union City. 60 days after the events of TLS:UC.

A man with an AK-47 cursed to himself. Zombies, zombies everywhere. Some other survivor had tipped him off that Dana had been around here...

Dana. Trusty guy, ever sincec he picked that fuck up he'd been there for Jack. Guarded the two as that one guy and their wife Bethany- or was it some chick and Matthew? Bethany and Matthew? He didn't care as much anymore.

He feared he had lst his group, again. Dammit.

He took out his RPG. No way getting bast this quiet, may as well alert everyone...

And meanwhile ELSEWHERE, a dead veteran watched through empty eyes as the dead staggered around him. His spirit had inhabited his body ever since he'd broken free from the Entity and he didn't know how much more time he had before it was back to the thing he wanted. An enemy to bring a fight to.

He felt he would get that today, again. For the third time since discharge.