Meat manages to slap what he thinks is cheese between two slabs of bread and grabs a couple of beers "Anyone got a guitar? No? Ok then, let's have a look around and see if there's a Monopoly or Scrabble board tucked away somewhere. C'mon people I'm too wound up to crash - let's do something! Anyone know any spooky ghost stories?" Meat walks slowly towards the lounge where Rod lit the fire quietly singing to himself "It's the end of the world as we know it, it's the end of the world as we know it.."
B-MOVIE : Apocalypse now
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Shannon meanwhile is in her bedroom, attempting sleep.
Can't sleep...nukes will get me
She instead goes and gets her journal, preparing a farewell letter for any survivors
Can't sleep...nukes will get me
She instead goes and gets her journal, preparing a farewell letter for any survivors
Slowly, everyone settles for sleep, or what passes for it. A tentative watch is being arranged amongst the guys, and an unquiet night is spent peeking through the window, startling at sounds.
Six am finds most of you downstairs. Or at least, that's what it feels like. None of the watches work. The radio has ceased working altogether.
It is eerily quiet outside. Fog fills the valley. A faint black plume of smoke rises up towards the sky from somewhere, you suspect from the village.
You sit there, wondering. What on earth are we going to do next.
Six am finds most of you downstairs. Or at least, that's what it feels like. None of the watches work. The radio has ceased working altogether.
It is eerily quiet outside. Fog fills the valley. A faint black plume of smoke rises up towards the sky from somewhere, you suspect from the village.
You sit there, wondering. What on earth are we going to do next.
Meat woke up on the couch, where he spent a blissfully ignorant night of alcohol enduced sleep, nursing a splitting head ache and a mouth that felt like an ashtray. Gingerly opening his eyes and looking around the room he hears Johhny banging about in the kitchen, his question bouncing around in Meat's head for a time before his hazy mind put two and two together. "Damn, it wasn't a dream he mutters to himself as he stands and rubs at his eyes. Realising that whatever the time is he is probably due some medicine Meat slowly stomps towards his room, pausing at the kitchen door to put in his breakfast order "Just some coffee please, black and strong, I'll make a sandwhich later. Thanks dude, oh and I'll give you a hand with the car, just give me a couple of minutes to get sorted"
Outside, quiet reigns.
The car is dead a s a dodo. When you turn the key, nothing happens. No warning lights, nothing. Opening the hood shows nothing out of the ordinary. All wires look like they haven't been touched, and seem to be at the right place. Oil, water and fluids are goos. The fuse box is a different matter. They all have popped..
The car is dead a s a dodo. When you turn the key, nothing happens. No warning lights, nothing. Opening the hood shows nothing out of the ordinary. All wires look like they haven't been touched, and seem to be at the right place. Oil, water and fluids are goos. The fuse box is a different matter. They all have popped..
"Don't suppose there are any spare fuses in a toolbox somewhere Johnny?" Meat says as he wipes at his forehead with a greasy hand leaving a long, dark smear across his face. "where's your shed at?" Seeing Johnny's wave of a hand Meat wanders off in the direction his friend indicated. The shed is obvious, a small wooden shack attaced to the main house. Meat reaches for the rickety door and pulls it open poking his head into the dimly lit interior.
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