I've done a full perimeter. Twice. Scouted all the floors. Twice. And without a single doubt in my mind, I can say that this is one of the most fucked up goddamn places I have ever been in my entire fucking life. Pardon my language.
Now I have seen some weird ass shit, but the shit roaming around here takes the cake, and I do not have nearly enough ammunition with me to keep control over whatever the hell keeps creeping around these halls. But I did find a fairly sturdy metal pipe in the basement that seems to be doing the trick more often than not. Got a good reach on it, good heft, nice solid structure. But it wouldn't hurt to have someone to cover my ass while I put together something a little more ranged that don't take bullets if you catch my drift.
One thing I
can say about this shithole we found ourselves bunkered down in, though, is that the coffee ain't half bad. Kitchen might smell like a fucking morgue, but the coffee is perfectly fine. That helps keep the wheels going.
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