Resurrected...
Can't believe I'm even considering this... John rushes to retrieve his baseball bat from his room, his heart beginning to pound at the thought of what he is about to do. After grabbing the bat from his closet, he returns to the window beside the fire escape. He glances around his apartment one last time, not knowing whether he will see it again. "Well, here goes..." He says aloud as he opens the window and leaps out onto the rusty metal platform.
The sky overhead is as bleak as the state of city. Gray clouds roll by as John sprints past the third floor, his heart pounding even faster than before. He arrives at a possible entrance to the fourth floor, a window that leads into a darkened room. He can't see inside due to the shades being drawn, forcing him to take a gamble by going inside. He raises the window silently, relieved to find it is unlocked. He gently pulls the shades aside to peer into the apartment. It appears deserted as well as ransacked, overturned furniture and open cabinet doors give the impression its tenant has already vacated. Maybe this'll be easier than I though.
John gingerly steps through the window, taking care not to disturb the scattered debris beneath his feet. He is able to silently navigate to the hallway but realizes he has no idea which way to go. He checks the room number to find he has entered by way of room 406, merely two rooms down from the damsel in distress. He quietly pumps his fist at the turn of good fortune before remembering the prospect of facing down four of the undead. John gulps loudly as he skulks through the hall, quickly arriving at the woman's apartment. The door is ajar as he expected, but it is strangely quiet inside. Peeking around the corner, John sees two of the zombies are slowly rapping on a closed door while two others are feasting on what seems to be human flesh. Oh god, am I too late?
John almost retreats before hearing a loud whimper from within the apartment. She must've locked herself in her bedroom. Smart woman. All four of the zombies have their backs turned, gifting John with the element of surprise. He'll need to proceed carefully if he wants to rescue the woman safely.
Health: 100%
Inventory: Baseball Bat
Entourage: Nobody
A) Sneak up inside the apartment and begin assaulting the zombies, hopefully John can get the drop on a few of them before they realize he is there.
B) Attempt to draw them out into the hallway, there are glass bottles scattered along the floor that would suit this purpose nicely.
C) Yell from afar for the woman to open the door, maybe she can distract a few of the zombies as John charges in.
Z) CYOA
Consider the choices before you vote, John has no idea how strong the zombies are, but he also doesn't know how many are in the hall. And here are a few pictures of the woman I'd promised previously:
http://i.i.com.com/cnwk.1d/i/tim//2010/06/02/debrahlee_lorenzana_(5)_1.jpg
http://beta.images.theglobeandmail.com/archive/00691/debrahlee_lorenzana_691423a.jpg
Can't believe I'm even considering this... John rushes to retrieve his baseball bat from his room, his heart beginning to pound at the thought of what he is about to do. After grabbing the bat from his closet, he returns to the window beside the fire escape. He glances around his apartment one last time, not knowing whether he will see it again. "Well, here goes..." He says aloud as he opens the window and leaps out onto the rusty metal platform.
The sky overhead is as bleak as the state of city. Gray clouds roll by as John sprints past the third floor, his heart pounding even faster than before. He arrives at a possible entrance to the fourth floor, a window that leads into a darkened room. He can't see inside due to the shades being drawn, forcing him to take a gamble by going inside. He raises the window silently, relieved to find it is unlocked. He gently pulls the shades aside to peer into the apartment. It appears deserted as well as ransacked, overturned furniture and open cabinet doors give the impression its tenant has already vacated. Maybe this'll be easier than I though.
John gingerly steps through the window, taking care not to disturb the scattered debris beneath his feet. He is able to silently navigate to the hallway but realizes he has no idea which way to go. He checks the room number to find he has entered by way of room 406, merely two rooms down from the damsel in distress. He quietly pumps his fist at the turn of good fortune before remembering the prospect of facing down four of the undead. John gulps loudly as he skulks through the hall, quickly arriving at the woman's apartment. The door is ajar as he expected, but it is strangely quiet inside. Peeking around the corner, John sees two of the zombies are slowly rapping on a closed door while two others are feasting on what seems to be human flesh. Oh god, am I too late?
John almost retreats before hearing a loud whimper from within the apartment. She must've locked herself in her bedroom. Smart woman. All four of the zombies have their backs turned, gifting John with the element of surprise. He'll need to proceed carefully if he wants to rescue the woman safely.
Health: 100%
Inventory: Baseball Bat
Entourage: Nobody
A) Sneak up inside the apartment and begin assaulting the zombies, hopefully John can get the drop on a few of them before they realize he is there.
B) Attempt to draw them out into the hallway, there are glass bottles scattered along the floor that would suit this purpose nicely.
C) Yell from afar for the woman to open the door, maybe she can distract a few of the zombies as John charges in.
Z) CYOA
Consider the choices before you vote, John has no idea how strong the zombies are, but he also doesn't know how many are in the hall. And here are a few pictures of the woman I'd promised previously:
http://i.i.com.com/cnwk.1d/i/tim//2010/06/02/debrahlee_lorenzana_(5)_1.jpg
http://beta.images.theglobeandmail.com/archive/00691/debrahlee_lorenzana_691423a.jpg
