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((OOC:

It would help if you all wouldn't overdo it on the ammo now, I'm gonna be counting bullets. TBH this part is gonna be more about the mystery yet to be unraveled and a bit of a horror movie feeling, so we can try and step away from the constant shooting and explosives for a bit. There will be a lot less zombies on the ship and I mean a LOT less. Like in the single digits. The story should interest you all enough though.

Whatever happened to this? There seems to be zombies everywhere, and Blodo doesn't seem to be posting.))

Lucas looked down into the rift, then at Darkman, and said, "No, falling down a hole in a place like this doesn't really seem like it'd be the greatest idea in the world, but the man who knows the most about what's going on here is down there, so right now, I think it'd be a smart idea to follow, don't you?"
Having said that, Lucas yelled for those below to watch out as he stepped into the hole.

How will this end? Badly. I might just be a pessimist, but the way things are going, I don't think I really want to be around to see what things are like 10 or 15 years from now. I think society (as we know it) is on the verge of collapse. There are many reasons why I think this, but as far as this topic goes, I think the ease of cultural interaction has made things too unstable.

Lucas fired a couple more rounds into the crowd of shamblers, then his gun clicked. Empty.

Damn...I don't have any more clips, either. Well, I guess I'll just have to wait until we get in the tanker to get another one.

He dropped his gun and ran across the bridge, treading as lightly as he could so it wouldn't collapse underneath him.

Lucas fired a couple bullets into a pursuing sprinter, then followed Yuri and Jones up the stairs.