Message #43273

[dante]

After about an hour I had reached my home it was about 3:21am when I reached the building. The place looked different; the years must have been hard on the place. I made my way up to the 6th floor the floor had rotted out so I had to watch my step. I made my way into the 11th room in the hallway and opened the door. The place looked the same as I remembered it (besides the dust and holes in the floor). I walked into my old bedroom it still had toys littered across the floor, I could remember things from this room like it was yesterday.

It was then I heard the windows break, smoke came from every direction. I knew they had me trapped but it wasn’t like me to give up so easily. I tried to get in the hallway but as soon as I stuck my head outside the door a few bullets flew past my head. I pulled out my 45 and ran out the door and fired it three times. One shot hit a man it the throat, the other two hit the other man in the chest. 

I made my way down to the first floor there were at least 20 men that were heavily armed. So I grab my last two frag grenades  pulled both the pins and slid them across the floor, I took cover in the stairwell good thing I did cause that blast was bigger than I thought it would be. Afterwards I made my way outside of course there were many more men with all their guns pointed on me. But someone came out of the crowd that surprised me. “Anal Beads… Big Brother.”