I’m practically useless. Well being is principally zero. I need assistance. So I step previous a demonic canine and enter a darkish, ominous rest room. I shortly knock on the lone stall inside. It creaks open, I hear…one thing inside after which a single soda can rolls out. As a substitute of consuming it, nonetheless, I gamble, and knock once more. And as soon as once more it rolls me a soda. I don’t press my luck, as an alternative returning to the aforementioned evil canine and giving it one in all my soda pops. It chugs it and, in change, lets me reload my weapons sooner.
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