spilt milk
So yesterday i was at the grocery store when suddenly the power went out and people started screaming. not more than 30 seconds after the lights went out i heard gunshots from what was obviously automatic weapons. I baricaded myself behind a wall of soda 12 packs. the shots and screams continued for about 5 minutes then it was silent, i was sure i was the only one left alive in the store.
I could heard the attackers regrouping, they must have had radios because i could just barley heard them wispering and they were only one aisle away. I guess they had decided to comb the whole store because they started to spread out. This was perfect for me because i could take them out one by one. I figured i could use a gun to take care of them so i decided to swipe of thier weapons. Every so convienent to me one of them was coming right to me. He passed by my little wall and then kept going, it was nice of them to send me the idiot of thier sick little village. taking a 12 pack of Vault (drinks like a soda kicks like a mule) i hit him over the head. i guess i haden't thought through that all the way because the cans came out of the box on impact and went everywhere, most of wich spraying soda. I was sure the rest heard it so i grabed his gun and ran.
I figured they would all come to see the noise so this was a good oportunity to count how many there where. the first to come was expecting to find someone to kill so seeing the body he instantly shot at it. then realized his mistake and quickly called his partners to stay away. this was all to perfect for me, i had a perfect head shot lined up and took it.
Two down i have no idea how many to go. i took the radio from my first victum so i could hear them talk. i also found a few granades on him. so i ventured forth carefully, from what i heard on the radio there were 3 of them left. and 2 where about to meet up at the front. i was right there so i hid behind a cash register and waited. First, one came from the left and radioed to the other who shortly came around the corner eating a donut. the second one stoped and said "what?" the first didn't answer. I worked my way around till i could see their feet from underneath a display. I grabbed one of my granades and slid it across the ground to their feet. I'm sure while he was growing up he, the first one, never thought Fuckberries would be his last word but it sure was.
That was not the most suttle sound so the last one instantly was one the radio asking what happend. He was screaming so loud on the radio i could hear him in the store, over at the opposite corner. I heard a muffled scream and saw a middle aged woman jump from behind the customer service desk and run for the door only to realize it was electric. She then turned and saw me and screamed even more. I took a few shots at the window near her and it fell into a thousand peices. She ran stil screaming from the store straight to the road yelling for help. She was too concerned with getting away from the store that she didn't see the truck comming. The cruel truth is that she would have lived if she had stayed inside. I sighed and turned toward the aisles again. "Only one more" I thought.
As i turned around the last corner i saw him, thier leader, standing in front of the milk refrigerator. He was facing away from me so i had the advantage, and believe me, i would need it. I raised my assult rifle before advancing. He was good but not good enough for as soon as i took a step he whirled around. While he was turning i emptied what was left of my clip into his chest. Naturally i missed a few times and shattered the glass doors in front of the milk. As he fell to the ground milk poured all around and flooded the floor. He said "who are you?" I looked him straight in the face and said "Bond, James Bond" I laughed, "man, have i wanted to say that forever! Now, what... the... FUCK?? Why did you have to go shoot up my only grocery store in like 10 miles?" He smiled , it was an evil smile. "Hey it was thursday, shopping day" "okay then", i said "who are you?" and with a laugh he died. just then i realised i had been hearing sirens in the distance for a minute. i figured the cops wouldn't believe i was the good guy in this mess so i grabed a bag of chips and split out the back.
I could heard the attackers regrouping, they must have had radios because i could just barley heard them wispering and they were only one aisle away. I guess they had decided to comb the whole store because they started to spread out. This was perfect for me because i could take them out one by one. I figured i could use a gun to take care of them so i decided to swipe of thier weapons. Every so convienent to me one of them was coming right to me. He passed by my little wall and then kept going, it was nice of them to send me the idiot of thier sick little village. taking a 12 pack of Vault (drinks like a soda kicks like a mule) i hit him over the head. i guess i haden't thought through that all the way because the cans came out of the box on impact and went everywhere, most of wich spraying soda. I was sure the rest heard it so i grabed his gun and ran.
I figured they would all come to see the noise so this was a good oportunity to count how many there where. the first to come was expecting to find someone to kill so seeing the body he instantly shot at it. then realized his mistake and quickly called his partners to stay away. this was all to perfect for me, i had a perfect head shot lined up and took it.
Two down i have no idea how many to go. i took the radio from my first victum so i could hear them talk. i also found a few granades on him. so i ventured forth carefully, from what i heard on the radio there were 3 of them left. and 2 where about to meet up at the front. i was right there so i hid behind a cash register and waited. First, one came from the left and radioed to the other who shortly came around the corner eating a donut. the second one stoped and said "what?" the first didn't answer. I worked my way around till i could see their feet from underneath a display. I grabbed one of my granades and slid it across the ground to their feet. I'm sure while he was growing up he, the first one, never thought Fuckberries would be his last word but it sure was.
That was not the most suttle sound so the last one instantly was one the radio asking what happend. He was screaming so loud on the radio i could hear him in the store, over at the opposite corner. I heard a muffled scream and saw a middle aged woman jump from behind the customer service desk and run for the door only to realize it was electric. She then turned and saw me and screamed even more. I took a few shots at the window near her and it fell into a thousand peices. She ran stil screaming from the store straight to the road yelling for help. She was too concerned with getting away from the store that she didn't see the truck comming. The cruel truth is that she would have lived if she had stayed inside. I sighed and turned toward the aisles again. "Only one more" I thought.
As i turned around the last corner i saw him, thier leader, standing in front of the milk refrigerator. He was facing away from me so i had the advantage, and believe me, i would need it. I raised my assult rifle before advancing. He was good but not good enough for as soon as i took a step he whirled around. While he was turning i emptied what was left of my clip into his chest. Naturally i missed a few times and shattered the glass doors in front of the milk. As he fell to the ground milk poured all around and flooded the floor. He said "who are you?" I looked him straight in the face and said "Bond, James Bond" I laughed, "man, have i wanted to say that forever! Now, what... the... FUCK?? Why did you have to go shoot up my only grocery store in like 10 miles?" He smiled , it was an evil smile. "Hey it was thursday, shopping day" "okay then", i said "who are you?" and with a laugh he died. just then i realised i had been hearing sirens in the distance for a minute. i figured the cops wouldn't believe i was the good guy in this mess so i grabed a bag of chips and split out the back.