T2k Exemplary Campaign: Trespassers, epilogue

[aadf]

Bob hits the back of Smythe's truck at a dead run, his speed and not-insignificant bulk nudging the idling vehicle forward slightly. The screams and moans almost drown out Smythe's backwoods accented voice--if Bob weren't desperate for some kind of guidance in this situation he wouldn't consciously realize she had spoken

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[flinkie]

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[aadf]

The two wounded men are no threat, though they express it in different ways. The panicky Broseph keeps on reaching for the stars as he slowly approaches. "Get up," he half-sobs, nudging his apologetic comrade with his boot and giving Smythe a pleading look. "Get up, Craig, c'mon, he's--you're gonna' get shot, dude