Location: A Fucking Hole In The Ground
Weapons: Hunting Knife, Pack of (6) Throwing Knives, Lawn Shears, Hammer
Food: None
Other: A Basic Map of the Mall, Twenty Matches, Six Feet of Rope, Small Paint Can, Bottles of Bug Spray Set To Stun, 1/4 Bottle of Bleach, A Nestea Bottle Full of a Bleach/Paint Mixture
Injuries: Termite Bites, Two Shallow Cuts - Left Side and Upper Right Arm (Bandaged and Just About Healed)
None because Rose is a fucking noob
Woke up to Angus gone. Where the fuck did he run off to? It was baking in the mall, so I exited my DIY store, only to come across Brunelle. She ran at me like she was going to attack, but then just ducked into a hole in the ground. Whatever. I’m tired and sweaty. Good riddance.
I left the mall, just barely, and sat near the door to eat. There was a carnival, full of food and drink, but I wasn’t going to trust it. I’d had pretty good luck so far, and it was only so long before the other shoe dropped on me.
After finishing the last of my food, I decided to make some improvised weapons. I dipped all of my blades in bleach and filled my Nestea bottle with bleach and paint. It was fucking vile. Then I set all of the spray bottles to stream. Don’t know if that will help, but I guess we’ll find out.
Suddenly a thick fog rolled in no surprise and I ducked into another trap door thing. It’s dark and damp, but clearly they’re herding us. Great. Looks like my luck has run out.