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Who: Indiana Jones (open!)
What: WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?
Where: Da Base
Ok, this wasn't strange. It wasn't strange at all. He was only on some sort of military base, being told by strange people in strange uniforms that he was fictional. This had to be some sort of Nazi psychological warfare. Had to be. Still, he'd managed to punch out the guards and run. Now all he had to do was get out of here and probably out of Germany. He checked his revolver. Six shots.
Make them count.
And he had his trusty whip and fedora. He was good to go. He had passed several strange people (creatures?) in the hallways, but he wasn't about to stop just yet. He had to get out.
I hate Nazis...
What: WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?
Where: Da Base
Ok, this wasn't strange. It wasn't strange at all. He was only on some sort of military base, being told by strange people in strange uniforms that he was fictional. This had to be some sort of Nazi psychological warfare. Had to be. Still, he'd managed to punch out the guards and run. Now all he had to do was get out of here and probably out of Germany. He checked his revolver. Six shots.
Make them count.
And he had his trusty whip and fedora. He was good to go. He had passed several strange people (creatures?) in the hallways, but he wasn't about to stop just yet. He had to get out.
I hate Nazis...