"We can deal with the weirdness."

"But sure, it might be good to bring someone else."

"Trevestian, do you want to go instead of me? As confident as you are Hector, you're drunk, and we'd probably do better if we sent a smaller group rather than a bigger one."

Tch, at least take Milton with ya, I don't want to deal with the arguin'. Besides, Milton knows what kind of help we need with the vehicle

*Will sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose.*

"As much as I would like to volunteer, Hector's right, this place is messing with me and I think that Lionel and Trevestian can keep their shit together if it turns out that they have more hanging mannequins inside."

"But I'm with Beverly, Rufus should stay here."

>>962183
I'm fine with anything you guys want to do, but can we please stop all the in-fighting? Bev, Rufus, you're both good friends of mine and the constant bickering is getting on my nerves. I know we're in a stressful situation but c'mon, we don't need to be this nasty to each other. We're in this together we might as well try and find a way to at least work together.

>heh, I find it funny that you, Hector, recommended yourself for this task, I don't think that you get the severity of our situation

*just silently rolls his eyes without saying a word to Rufus, and rests his head on the window*

*looks at his cooler, then looks away deciding not to get another bottle*

*mumbles to self* I am soooo tempted for another drink... Somethin' tells me I'll need to save as much as I can though...

>>962194
>I'm fine with anything you guys want to do, but can we please stop all the in-fighting? Bev, Rufus, you're both good friends of mine and the constant bickering is getting on my nerves. I know we're in a stressful situation but c'mon, we don't need to be this nasty to each other. We're in this together we might as well try and find a way to at least work together.

Yeah, I'm with Lion. Arguin' is for babies and politicians that shit in their diapers. That is why I think Ruff should go with Trev and Lion after all. Because honestly, I think Bev and Milt need to be separated from Ruff for awhile for everyone to chill, and I do NOT want to drink all my booze just to ease the annoyance of their bickerin'.

Besides, 3 people is a perfect number of people to go. having less than 3 people look for help will make you all look too vulnerable while having more than 3 people look for help will make you all look too intimidatin'

So right now my stance is: if Ruff goes with Lion and Trev, I'll stay in the vehicle with Milt, Bev, and Will. But If Ruff stays in the vehicle with Bev and Milt in the car however, I am not going to deal with their shit and nominate myself to go with Lion and Trev instead, and Will can be the one to mediate their arguments.

*Will shrugs and then crosses his arms.*

"Sure, that seems as good a plan as any."

*Will looks between Beverly and Rufus.*

"Alright, the best thing we can do right now is sit tight and try not to draw attention to ourselves. The sooner were out of this place the better."

*He leans up again the car and tries not to stare at the sign.*

"Sorry Beverly that I've been napping for most of the ride, with the talk of stargazing and fireside camping I thought I should get what rest I could."

"Also thanks for inviting me, besides you and Milton I didn't really have anybody I really knew at the college."

>>962282
Whispered: Alright I'll step up and do it...

Inner thoughts: Ignore the creepy faces Lionel, just keep it cool. Keep your poker face up.

Excuse me? My friends and I are kinda stuck here and I was wondering if you have a phone we might be able to use? Also is there a gas station in town? Our car sprung a leak and we just need like a patch kit or something.

*while Lionel is talking to the figure on the bench, Hector casually walks up to the table in front of them*

*was planning to sign his name in the guest book but notices there is no pen to write with*

*decides to read at what is written on the guest book instead*

*Hector will ding the bell for assistance if the figure on the bench does not answer Lionel's questions or help us*

*Will chuckles to himself but then returns to a more serious demeanor.*

"Good eye Beverly."

"Rufus, I don't know if this 'hot-shot seducer' act is some sort of coping mechanism for you, but kindly knock it off for right now. All we need to do is sit here and not argue."

"Beverly, just try and leave it be for now. Once we're back on the road we can go back to fighting."

"More importantly, does that person seem to be doing anything or are they just watching us right now?"

Ey buddy! nice afternoon, ain't it? May I please ask for assistance?

*points at Milton with his thumb*

My good friend over here got his van's fuel tank damaged with fuel spillin' everywhere on the road. He fixed the hole, but we lost a lotta fuel. Not a pretty sight, I tell ya. we need directions to a nearby gas station in town please, or at least some gallons of gas to fuel the car up to last us to the next gas station on the road and be on our way to our destination, or a phone. Thanks.

>>962424
*backs away from the figure sitting on the couch. And looks between the figure and the motel clerk in the shadows*

inner thoughts: I’m starting to get that feeling like we need to leave this town, now.

"Well if your bored, how about we play a game to pass the time."

"I spy with my little eye something that begins with... 'R'."

"And no, it's not Rufus."

*Will starts to scan the surroundings, trying to look nonchalant.*

>>962589
No thanks, let’s just fuel up, get directions, and get out of here.

Well whether we stay in this motel or not, we can't really leave this town anyway since we're stranded here til' their fest is over by tomorrow now can we? The only place to get fuel in town is closed and off limits for the festival so... *shrugs*

If ya want my opinion, sleepin' in the van will just leave us vulnerable and with no fuel to keep the heat on for warmth during the cold desert night as well so... I think we should just stay the night.

Well I gave my decision. What's your vote Milt and Trev?

*Sits down on the bench next to the mannequin(?)*

Inner Thoughts: Finally, some quiet.

>>962713
*stands up immediately* What's that, a pub you say?? sweet, man! I know where I am goin'! What can you tell me about the local brew they craft at the bar?

And also, since you said we'd be participators just by bein' guests here, are we gettin' masks of our own then? Mister...?

>>962713
Trev, he said he was just singing them a lullaby? One, this guy has voice like he straight up gargles cement, I don't think anyone is sleeping with that. And two, if they are sleeping now... It's what just a little bit past three in the afternoon? That means that this whole "celebration" thing is gonna be a while. But we should at least try to see if there's a way of leaving sooner, and maybe try soon before Hector gets too drunk? And three, Trev, I'm sorry man, but I'm getting that bad kind of signal like we shouldn't be here for this, call it paranoia but I just have a gut feeling that something is very wrong here, and I don't like the way he just said just being here makes us a part of this "celebration."

*Will looks concerned and turns to see what Beverly and Rufus are staring at.*

>>962870
Hector, can you wait to get shit faced, please?

I don’t like that idea honestly, I don’t think splitting up would be best.

>>963053
... *rolls eyes* fiiine... But I'm still taking that prop mask our host his offerin'

Ah crap.

*Will quickly unbuckles his seat-belt and begins to fumble with the car door, trying to lock it.*

*Once that's done he tries to scramble to the front seat so he can lean on the car's horn.*

>>963998
Oh for the love of...
Come on let’s go after him...

Thank you sir

>uhhh, Hector, I wouldn't recommend putting that mask on your face...

...Why? you want to wear it?

Oh, I get it.

*whispers* my bud, what you are experiencin' right now is somethin' known as "culture shock" where you feel anxiety to a culture's way of life after being suddenly put into their culture. It is completely normal. All ya gotta do is Just focus on the good stuff, take time to adjust like I am, and keep your own damn opinions from our culture to theirs to yourself. Besides I need this mask to hide my hangover later in the future, okay?

Aaaanyway, it isn't going to be the same at the tavern without my drinkin' buds with me, so we might as well follow our fellow friends upstairs, yeah?

*Unsure whether or not the person is either Beverly or Rufus, Will tries to pull away but doesn't punch or kick the assailant until they start acting more aggressively.*

hm. Well, if we're talkin' bout weird stuff, now that Trevestian mentioned hes hearin' strange things in his head like gibberish or words, I have been hearing somethin' kinda weird too in my head,
like, it sounds like my own voice even though I'm not thinkin' them, see, but its orderin' me to say and do stuff... and I've just kinda been goin' along with it thus far cause it feels like somethin' I would do or say without question, like I'm compelled to do so or somethin'. I think It's been happenin' since Bev was readin' her book to Trev about rituals and shit.
I dunno, sounds weird when I say it, but whateves, I am just gonna write it off as me just havin' too much to drink, and as for you hearin' weird things, Trev, I'm just gonna write it off as you needing to treat your insomnia.

Well, despite the situation we're in with our car being broke down, lets just remember to take the moments we have to appreciate the light moments in bad situations, like for instance, MAN, that sunset out in the mountains there looks so fuckin' fantastic, ain't it? probably the best part of this trip for me so far.

Well anyway, Trev, ya said earlier ya wanted to see the guests in this hotel as we look around, so lets start with that as our plan of action, yeah? And as I was tellin' Milt earlier, all you guys are most likely feelin' is culture shock. Bein' freaked out is probably gonna offend these people or somethin'.

So lets find those guests and see about whether we are settling here or the car for the night... so I can spend some time at their tavern

>>964213
Hey! I have a better idea!

Since y’all are hearing voices and we’re in really weird place perhaps being here won’t help us. I say we leave. Now. Like right now? Please?

*Will tries to shove the person off and run in the opposite direction. He keeps his hands outstretched in front of him so that he doesn't crash face first into something.*

>>964336
Oh my god, why are you all being so stupid. Look Trev, let me level with you here. Let's examine the situation.

We are in a weird place after our car dies, the locals around here are very creepy and insist we join their "celebration." There are creepy masks and now you want to go into an unknown room where creepy giggling is taking place.

Trev, Bro. You are feeding into every stereotype of the dumb white boy who gets killed in every horror movie ever. Will you please, re-evaluate, and for the love of god, LETS ALL GET THE FUCK OUT.

*goes over and knocks on the open door while Lionel is panicking.*

Ouch, thats rough, bud. I'm sorry to hear about your lost man.

hey, I notice that they don't have masks on like the other life-sized dolls displayed around town representing loved ones no longer with you all.

*Will tries desperately to get to his feet and run.*

If he were able to speak he'd say:
"Beverly! Find the others and get out of here!"

>>964435
Inner thoughts: Did... did I hear that right? Inside there are dolls laying in bed, one of them let out a very realistic child like giggle, and the creepy manager was singing a lullaby to them earlier...? Trevestian, you DENSE motherfucker.

Can we leave now guys??? Please???

Inner Thoughts: God, I don't know where anything is. Gotta keep moving, need to get out of this place.

*Not knowing which way to go Will picks the direction that he thinks leads away from the figure he was grabbed by and starts jogging.*

*sits on bed next to him*

Oof, that is some heavy weight you are carryin', sir. Well, it's not my place to tell anyone how they want to live their life. If you feel that you need to suffer in this place as punishment for your sins to move forward in life, then by all means. But maybe that doesn't have to be the only the reason why you are here, maybe instead of seein' this as punishin' yourself, maybe you can also see this as a chance to try to atone for your sins in some way? I mean, I've been told that sins can be forgiven, just a matter of how you go about tryin' to earn that forgiveness, like maybe try to help people who get lost here, like us. And even if helpin' lost people doesn't atone for anythin', at least you've played an important part in their life in some way. I mean, you seem like a nice enough person and have been pretty helpful... if ya feelin' guilt over what happened, then that means you're not morally bankrupt and you grew from that experience..

I don't know, maybe I'm not the best guy who knows what he's talkin' about here, I'm an alcoholic after all. Trevestian on the other hand might be able to understand more on what you went through... he too recently lost a lot of loved ones in his life, and he has been sufferin' through nightmares ever since that incident, enough to not get any sleep. the others has been hopin' this trip we were on to a desert oasis would help clear his mind to help him move on.

But hey, what do I know? If anythin' maybe after the festival, you and I can get a drink, bud. I gots plenty of drinks in my cooler i brought with me back in the car to share if your interested in before we hit the road again

*stands and looks over at Trevestian and the others* Well, what is the verdict? ya'll wanna spend the night here? I'll be down for that. Better than trying to drive off only to have the car stop in the middle of nowhere with limited supplies.

>>964550
Ah jeez... Alright look maybe I was a bit to harsh in my earlier assessment of the town. I don’t necessarily want to stay but if this is our only option.... well what can you do?
Hey how about the others waiting in the car? I think we should get their opinions too.

Inner Thoughts: Ack. God. That's a tetanus shot... Shit. That's what happens when you panic.

*Will tries to slowly pull himself off of the spike as not to injure himself further. Afterwards he will start applying pressure to the stab wound and continue walking at a much slower pace so he doesn't impale himself again.*

Man, I'd rather not bother anyone until the festival is over. the guy who runs the fuelin' place most likely doesn't want to work on such a special occasion they are havin', and I'd rather not piss em' off askin' for them to work for us on a holiday. Lets just spend the night and rest here. inner thoughts: besides, I still haven't checked out their bar yet

But yeah, I wouldn't be opposed to talk to the others in the vehicle and hear what they have to say.

>>966206
I can’t help but disagree with you man. This town, everything it just feels off. I don’t mind at least asking to see if there’s anything that can be done. Hell, maybe we give the guy a payment upfront as well as an extra $100 he can get the car working sooner. I don’t know. Let’s at least head outside and see what the others think. We’re kinda stuck between a rock and a hard place.

Inner thoughts: Rufus is such a simp... but there isnt any time to complain about that
*runs over to Will* Will, my man! Are ya alright? Geez, that wound looks messy and nasty as fuck *looks over at rebar* and it looks like it got you pretty deep too... come on, bud, lets get ya inside the van, get you patched up with yer first aid kit, and I'll allow ya to drink a couple of my drinks in the cooler to numb the physical pain. Afterwards, we need to get ya to a doctor immediately.

Hey, Rufus, since ya clearly won her over with yer charms, can ya ask the nice lady where we may find a doctor in town for one of yer poor best friends who's maybe internally bleeding after being impaled pretty deep? He might need immediate medical treatment, man.

>>969830
Oh Jesus, Will! Get him to the van! I’ll get that first aid kid. This is just fucking perfect! Now we need a doctor too.

...

And god damnit Rufus, kill your libido! Please!?

"Guh..."

"I've... I've been better."

*Will lets himself be led over to the van.*

Inner Thoughts: It wasn't... what? I mean-

"Sorry Beverly, I just-"

"You didn't-"

*Will winces and holds his stomach.*

"I couldn't see any of you, and I thought..."

*Will pauses again.*

"There should be a first-aid kit in the back with a bottle of iodine, I think I'm going to need them."

>>969957
*is ignoring Rufus and his bullshit*

Alright I got some hydrogen peroxide and bandages and some ointment from the first aid kit. Good call on this stuff, Will.

naw, Rufus. I dont think ya should shake her hand, I think you should actually aim higher by taking that extra step and givin' her a present instead in order to make a better connection than just a simple handshake, show more initiative. I mean, if ya want my opinion, I dont think she wants to shake yer hand, think she is actually askin' for an offerin' of some sort from ya to hand over to her dolly. 

Look, since Im near the van, and if ya dont have something with ya to give to her, I can take something out of the van to give to you, Rufus, so you can give to your new girlfriend. Something like food, a book, clothing, whatever. Hell, i'll even give ya one of my drinks for you to give to her dolly. So What kind of gift do ya think you should give her?

"Heh -ow[/small- well you never know when a crazy hitchhiker might stab you."

"...or when you friend might run themselves onto rebar..."

*Will winces again.*

"Here was me -[small]ow- thinking that you'd offer her a the beer yourself Hector."

Inner Thoughts: How could I have been so stupid, of course there was jagged metal around. We saw it when we were coming into this messed up town.

"But seriously Rufus, stop messing with them, there is something bad going on here."

well, Trevestian, even though we solved that problem with the gasoline, we came across another big problem... Our man Will got impaled by the rebar *points at rebar* and lookin' at how much blood is on the thing, it looks like it went in pretty deep. and while his injuries on the outside has been patched up, I reckon we oughtta' be concerned about ineternal bleedin' and make sure none of his organs got severely damaged, yeah? Like, I've read up on stab wounds in case someone were to stab me durin' a bar fight, and they can be pretty serious, especially since Will just up and removed himself from the spike when he shoulda kept the spike in to act as a plug. In all seriousness, he needs a doctor immediately, and since it took us hours to get in this town, I do not think I want to risk Will dying in the van while drivin' long hours and have people get the wrong idea that we murdered him or somethin' when we get back. Do you perhaps think we should ask if they have a hospital here?

...Inner thoughts: that way, i can get some extra time to try their brew in their bar

"Thanks. I'll try to take it easy."

*Will then looks from the procession to Trevestian.*

"I... kinda want to get back into the road..."

"Thanks for the offer... but we should go."

>>970230
*looks between the religious procession and Will*
Yeah, we need to get you to a hospital. Sorry Hector but this is not the place to get drunk.

>>970639
Mm... My first priority is just keeping you guys safe right now. We got the bleeding stopped but that wound still needs time to heal properly. I’d prefer to get back on the road Trev, but given all those bumps on the way in his wound might reopen. We can risk it, if we can get it properly stitched up later but... yeah man I don’t know...

Inner thoughts: Those nuns clearly have taken no oath of celibacy...

Well, Trev, this vacation we went on from the start was meant for ya... with yer own money no less, So while I want to stay and drink, I'm not gonna try to peer pressure you into stayin' if ya don't want to.
Ya shouldn't have to be forced to stay just because the others want to, ya know? Do your own thing once in a while regardless of what others think, Trev, like I do from time to time!
This trip was meant to try to make you feel better after what ya went through after all, man, not have us take advantage of the wealth ya got to do what we want. I'd say if we care about your feelings, we should let you do what you feel is most comfortable to ya, trev, and you don't look very comfortable from what I can see. If ya want to leave, I'll roll with it, regardless of how much I want to visit the bar here.

Ya already know my opinion, especially with Will's injury. I think it is important to get the wound properly treated here especially if he need surgery, but who knows, maybe there is a hospital down the road or something...

As much as I want to leave... Lionel is right.
We were on the road for hours, and the terrain will be a lot worse until we get to the highway.

With a gut wound like this I might end up dead within the day.

Fine. Let's go see this doctor.

Inner Thoughts: This trip is going from bad to worse. I should've been more careful, now we're stuck here.

I like yer thinkin' Trev, to go with Will. We should probably have a buddy system in place, yknow? So we keep each other in line. Like Bev, you should take yer Boyfriend Milt with ya

Lionel, what do ya think, do ya want to come with me to the bar?

>>971044
Yeah alright. Let’s also try to meet back up at the motel in say a few hours?

Excluding Rufus...

I'll probably head to hotel after I'm done with the doctor.

Just... try to stick together, yeah?

Even if it doesn't seem like you can.

"Anything that has the line 'is the only blank you need for the rest of your life' means it will kill super hard."

"So yeah, not taking that."

Inner Thoughts: At least I'm not the only one who is seeing things.

"Trevestian, this place is bad news. I ran myself onto that rebar because everything suddenly went quiet and I couldn't see anything. This place has a weird..."

"This place is weird."

>>971613
Hey Trev, it seems I’m back being the designated driver again for Hector. We’re at the bar now. I’m just having water, he’s already drinking that beer they have. Other than that this bar is... bizzare. But compared to the rest of the town it’s nothing out of place. How’s Will doing?

*has been wearing the mask the motel owner gave him earlier to be part of the celebration and is sitting on the bar stool with his drink in silence in order to fit in with the other residents in town who are silent*

>>972229
Best we reconnoiter back at the inn after we all finish up here. And I’m gonna see about getting one of those masks. It feels weird being here without one. Like... I don’t know but I’m wishing these people would give me and Hector some personal space here.

*Wants to say something, but doesn't as he wishes to participate in the town's culture by not saying anything like the townsfolk.*

*rolls eyes when Lionel said "I’m wishing these people would give me and Hector some personal space here."*

inner thoughts: speak for yourself, Lionel. Hmm, a giant statue burning? sounds like Burning man to me. But with those tornados, it is a good thing we didn't drive off after all.

inner thoughts: *sigh* I can't say this over the radio cause I want to blend in with the townsfolk's silent celebration and that my friends will chastise me if I say it, but Trev feeling like he is responsible for bringing us here... I feel that is the other way around, like, everyone were the ones that brought Trev here because everyone wanted to take advantage of the large amount of money he received for his trauma instead of using that money to get help from a therapist or somethin'. I think it is best to wait out this festival. Ugh, why was I drunk when I made the choice to go on this vacation?

"Guys we should hunker down at the inn and wait for whatever this is to pass."

Inner Thoughts: Why are they all so calm about exploring this place? It's messed up.

"We need to make a plan for trying to leave this town, sight-seeing is a bad idea."

Absurdity DeVoid 2020/07/16(Thu)17:05 No. 972496 ID: 2bd15b
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Of fuck I just notice when I have finished the page that your charter Hector was supposed to wear the mask in the bar, sorry for that.

*puts his hand on his forehead in disbelief and realizes he isn't wearing his mask*

inner thoughts: what, WHAT? where is my mask??? I thought I put on and was wearing my mask, but I'm not? What the fuck? there must be a logical explanation for all this... like... maybe I am so drunk that my mind is playing tricks and me making me think I was wearing it when I actually never wore it... still weird...

inner thoughts: not as weird as maggots in liquid? that can't be right, can it? Trev has to be bullshittin' out of fear, he was actin' nervous... I suppose there is one way to find out...

*drips a bit of the beer on the counter and backs up a little in a relatively safe distance to see what happens*

Inner thoughts: Trev has to be seein' things, his lack of sleep must be causin' hallucinations... right??? and those things movin' in the bags Milt and Bev saw must be animals... Benefit of the doubt... I wonder why Ruf hasn't responded back yet...

*Will sits up and then winces.*

"Fucking hell! Get a chair and crush the thing!"

Inner Thoughts: We need to get out of here, we need to get help.

*Will grabs the walkie-talkie from Trevestian and yells in it:*

"Hector get back to the van now or I swear that I'm going to throw your cooler off of the first cliff I find."

*Will hands the walkie-talkie back, but looks unsteady on his feet.*

"We need to move."

>>972652
Whispers Hec, come on. Show no sudden movements. Try to be quiet, leave a tip or whatever and as soon as we reach the door, we make a break for the van.

>>972691
whisper: Okay Hec, pay your bill and let’s go. As soon as we reach the door we make a break for it.

*just nods, quickly throws a wadded 20 at the counter as it was the only dollar he pulled out of his pocket and follows Lionel's lead*

*whispers to Lionel as they are backing away from the liquid* sh... should we search for Rufus? Feels wrong to head to the van without him especially since he is the only one who hadn't responded...

>>972744
Whispers: We will search for him once we regroup. The more people we have the better our chances. Okay, let’s move. As soon as we get to the door, make a break for the van

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I must apologize for my current mistakes, I have been trying to rush things and finish them as fast as I can. That is why I am posting this just to clarify one thing about the characters names, I am absolutely horrible at remembering how each character is called. So is this correct or did I mess it up again?

Back door. We need to avoid these people.

>>972787
Yes this is correct

*sighs* I can't believe I'm fuckin' doin' this, but...

*Goes over to the cooler, and gives everyone except for Rufus a beer bottle*

We cannot leave til' mornin' because of the tornados, so We will need to protect ourselves. So I'm sacrificin' what is left of my beer bottles I was plannin' on drinkin' durin' our trip to use as weapons if need be. I am hopin' we do not have to use em' as I want to keep em', but after the shit I saw... yeah...

And with that, I have somethin' to say, after we got that message about Will's medicine over the radio on how it looked like it was livin' and comin' after Trev and Will after Trev dripped some on the table, I spilled a little bit of my beer to test and see if the same was true for Lionel and I, and sure enough, the same thing happened, the beer was movin' towards us like it was livin', and wanted to get inside of us too...

but the most disturbin' thing is that the other residence in town was drinkin' that same beer, lettin' whatever kind of maggots that was in that beer inside their own bodies... I can't help but think if whatever inside that medicine and drinks is also some kind of mind controllin' bug used to brainwash and control the residence here or somethin'...

That leads me to our boy Rufus... He claimed to have sex with that woman. But knowing what I saw the residence do at the bar, I've reason to believe that she was also infected, and if that liquid bug thing she had within' her is sexually transmitted, Ruff most likely just got fuckin' infected with whatever that thing is as well. Yeah... Ruff just got STD with somethin' supernatural

Not only that, I find it odd Ruff is even here at the van. Ruff specifically said not to expect to see him until the morning, and the Ruff I know would just simply turn off the radio and think we are all just hallucinatin'... seein' and hearin' things and instead just continue fuckin' til the mornin' comes. Plus I think if he was concerned we would be worried about him, he would have responded on the radio that he was comin' even if he was late to respond, that or just call us to shut the fuck up...

Ruff, if that is who you really are, I'm gonna be very blunt, but for my own safety, I don't think I can trust ya right now, and I suggest ya go back to your girlfriend immediately and just enjoy yourself.

>>972935
hey woah, woah. What is this? You're going to kick one our own out? Dude, what the hell? I'm not gonna pretend I like the idea of him putting his dick in a crazy nun, but I'm not gonna just kick him out for it.

I say that we leave, these... people, want something with us. We need to get out of here.

>>973670
Go ahead Will, but Rufus, I don’t think you should go anywhere. This whole thing just stinks of some bad juju.

>>975658
*opens door to car and Sparta kicks “Rufus” with both legs out the car*

FUCKING HELL!!!

Someone grab the tire iron from the trunk.