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You, Raj, and Pepper spend another minute to gear up–if this were a movie you bet it’d be one hell of a montage! This is real life, though. With your munitions secured, you nod at your fellow morons and head for the exit Raj mentioned–if you die out there then at least you could say you died fighting…
<span class="mu-i">And</span> you looked pretty cool doing it!
Spinning the bunker door’s wheel, the three of you are immediately met by the evening breeze nipping at your cheeks!
“It’s picking up…” Remarks the skater as he brandishes his <span class="mu-s">FIRE AX</span>! “Wouldn’t be surprised if it starts <span class="mu-s">RAINING</span> soon…”
Yea, that would just <span class="mu-i">ruin</span> your whole night… shutting the <span class="mu-s">BUNKER DOOR</span> behind you, you lead your band of misfits around the house and over to where the <span class="mu-s">DINING AREA</span> was!
“Check it out, chief…” Following Pepper’s finger, the only thing you see is the smorgasbord slurry left over from Moose’s scrap with The Slasher. You hope <span class="mu-i">he</span> isn’t in there too…
“There!”
This time you notice it! Amidst the lake of pulverized fruit, congealed grease and spilled potatoes, you spot a <span class="mu-s">PAW PRINT</span> unlike any animal you’ve seen before!
“That’s no wolf…”
No it <span class="mu-i">ain’t</span>... as Pepper quickly takes a picture, the not-so-distant sound of something running your way from down the hill causes you to snap to attention with your <span class="mu-s">FLAMETHROWER</span>!
As your comrades follow suit, you relax a bit when you identify the footfalls as human–frantic, yes, but nothing monstrous… motioning for Raj and Pepper to wait, your patience pays off when a glasses-wearing girl wearing a familiar pink sweater crests the hill…
…along with a similarly-familiar ponytailed-tomboy on her back! Nearly out of breath, Terra stumbles to a halt behind you, her friend’s blue swim team jacket and denim cutoffs stained with fresh blood!
“It’s…” Terra wheezes, barely managing to cough out the word as she jabs her finger towards the hill, “<span class="mu-i">THERE!</span>”
Raising your weapons, none of you are prepared for what climbs the hill! Wet, phlegmy panting approaches along with the sound of four clawed feet pounding against the dirt, but when its owner pounces at you with a flower-like maw of teeth nestled amidst a bouquet of bloodsoaked tendrils, you all come to the same conclusion:
That’s <span class="mu-i">definitely</span> not a <span class="mu-s">wolf</span>!
What do!? Choose 1 or more!
>ALL GUNS GO! (WILL USE AMMO)
>ROAST IT MID-LEAP! (DIESEL)
>CUT TO THE CHASE WITH THE CLEAVER! (DIESEL)
>FIRE IT UP! (RAJ)
>AX IT TO STOP! (RAJ)
>CALL SHOTGUN! (PEPPER)
>BRIGHTEN UP HIS DAY WITH THE CAMERA! (PEPPER)
>WRITE-IN!
