Right. The bastards are sneaky. Tyler and I found some bullets in the upstairs rooms. We're stockpiling them in the kitchen, so if anyone else comes across bullets - or needs bullets - head down there. There's a decent variety, so I'm going to guess the
fuckers assholes dirty rat bastards kidnappers have ammo for each of the weapons here.
And oh my god the first person to ask me what we were doing up there is going to get kicked in the crotch. It was innocent, people, innocent.
Also, I found what I'm pretty sure is a sniper rifle on the roof. I can't shoot worth
shit anything, so if someone wants to play rooftop jockey with a gun ... I've got it in my room.
So, between the pictures, the noisy post, the cryptic warning, and the sudden abundance of ammunition and weapons ... we're totally getting swarmed with puppies, aren't we? Maybe rainbows?