Location: Projection Tower Open To: Anyone
“I, for one, think we should all come together and embrace the impending bloodshed that is no doubt on the horizon.” Surely his words were providing absolutely no assistance to the sheer terror which had overtaken the vast majority, the stifled groans of the dead only fueling their fear. His gun had long since run out of ammunition and without a surefire way to evade the swarm and replenish it, Dev relegated himself to acceptance that either Zeke would arrive to assist or this was potentially the end of the Clery lineage. He couldn’t imagine many would mourn it, himself included. “Anybody still have popcorn?”
“That’s one way to look at it.” Audric chimed in and glanced around ready to embrace death if it came down to it. He lets out a slight whistle as he watched a man get mauled by one of the undead creatures when he attempted to climb the ladder. He turned to face Devlin fully with his book still in his hand at his side. Phone tucked into his pocket, because it wasn’t useful currently. Just as he went to turn he blinked hearing a loud clatter. “No popcorn..I believe there went the ladder.” He squinted not wanting to turn and face what could be the current faith. “I do have a book on fictional curses and a flashlight if that would interest you.”








