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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Voda Vosa" data-source="post: 4983284" data-attributes="member: 51271">Francisco Quiroga 13/22Fransisco was traveling in the subway, calmly balancing in his seat with the movement of the underground train. He had left most of his loggings in the hotel he was returning to after his shooting contest. In his case was his crossbow, now winner of another prize. Under the ground level, the passagers didn't notice the flash, but a few seconds later, the subway suffered almost an earthquake. The big shake took the train out of it's rails, and sent it crashing with it's left side. Luckily for Francisco, but not for the people waiting the train in the 143erd metro station, the subway was near the station. It burst in the already chaotic station, rushing with anyone standing nest to the edge, before colliding with the concrete walls on the other side. The physicist was lucky to be in the middle wagon. He was catapulted forward under the seats, and imprisoned there, under a pile of twisted metal bars. Somehow, that kept him from being through out through the window to a most certain death, like it happened to many passengers.The last collision freed Francisco. He remained inside for a few moments, but the understood that he had to find a way out. And quickly. If that was an earthquake, it could strike again soon.Stumbbling outside, his mind was too feble to understand the horrors he was watching. People cut clean in two halves, smashed into a puddle by the train or the falling celling, pierced with metal derbies. He then realized he wasn't hearing a thing. He didn't hear the screams, the shouting, nothing. Perhaps it was better that way.Barely he got to the stairs, and his system started to accommodate. He began to hear the shouting from behind, and his eyes began to truly see. People running into the station, oblivious of what was in there. There was some corpses on the stairs, under boulders and rocks, pieces of concrete. Francisco couldn't believe what he was beholding. As he walked slowly upwards, he lifted his head and saw a woman running towards him, down the stairs. She was desperate, and was bleeding. He was bleeding too, but didn't realized that yet. At a few feet away from him, a piece of the roof got loose, and fell over her, crushing her frame in seconds. Francisco automatically lifted his hands to cover his head, and then slowly lowered them. The woman was dead and her blood started to run downwards from the pile of rubble that had fall over her. The man understood that this was a dangerous place. He rushed out, as fast as he can and almost got crushed like that woman, but saved at the last moment. Finally, he got outside, and the fresh air hit his face.But that was the only good moment. He stared open mouth to the mushroom cloud in the distance. "I'm already dead" he said (in spanish of course). With that in his mind, he walked like a zombie, barely grasping his suitcase, towards the market in he distance, perhaps he could find some survivors inside. The streets were just covered with death. [sblock=Roll]<a href="http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/2306666/" target="_blank">1d50+25=0.42x22=9 hp</a>[/sblock]</blockquote>

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