Pang,
I grab the supplies from the cabinet
You collect the items and place them in your pockets in a random order.
then rush over to Kate and check her for any open wounds that I could cover with a sweater and/or sock.
You can see clearly where the bone is broken within her left leg, and there is a lot of blood on her and the bedsheets. You tend to her wounds by taking one of the dull-colored sweaters from the tall dresser, and cover her leg with it.
She looks at you strangely. "You can't find anything better than a sweater?" she asks, with a concerned look. "The fuzz from it will probably bother me to high hell." she states. "Pang, I don't mean to boss you around or anything, but ripping the bedsheets off and wrapping it and tying it around my leg will be way better than a sweater." After her sentence, her face clenches as she feels the pain surge through her body.
Aside from everything that's happened, you are starting to feel a little
peckish.
(I didn't do this kind of thing this time, but if you want, you can choose to be hostile, neutral, or friendly towards people by telling me in your posts and I will automatically have your character speak to others to create a small story or scenario and to speed the game play up. If you're character, Pang, is angry or stressed however... she'll respond negatively to anyone, some more than others. If you don't want me to automatically do these scenarios for you, then you can tell me and have the conversations yourself, but they will slow the game progress down.)
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Michael,I sit with kate until she falls asleep
She's still awake, but the melts seem to be working. You walk to the other side of the bed, and lie on top of the covers with her.
"I'm so sorry I got us into this, Michael. I panicked, and I... I just did what I thought was right."
"It's okay, dear. Really. I'm taking good care of you, you have no need to worry. And it isn't your fault." you say. There is a pause, and then you speak some more. "We aren't running anymore."
"Mike," she begins, in a soft, tired voice "do you remember that night on the cruise ship we took to the Caribbean? It was so beautiful. God... haha... I remember that idiot... John I think, who broke the glass bottle over Gary's head. he was so pissed, but we all laughed... and had a great time. And Gary ended up laughing too, right after he was basically shooting smoke out of his ears. And Carey, wow she was crazy!" she continues, her voice still sounding exhausted. "I remember she danced with that random guy that she kept staring at across the bar... and then we all went to the top deck and danced, and she knocked him off by hitting him with her butt!" she says, giggling, yet still with a tired expression. Then, she pauses for quite a while, then she picks up the conversation again. "I miss them, Michael. I miss them all, so much." She reaches for your hand to hold it.
"I miss them too, Kate. We have each other. Maybe... maybe we'll find them again some day... Gary was always hotheaded, but he knew his way around danger. So did John. And Carey... she was always a party girl... but she's definitely had some experience with dealing with crazy things after being a police officer for sixteen years. I'm sure they're all just fine." you tell her. She smiles, and then fades into sleep within a matter seconds. You'd like to believe everything you just said... and part of you does, but you can't scrape the feeling that you said it only to comfort Kate. You really have no clue, and hardly any hope for whats left of your old life. Its a nagging feeling that is terribly consistent. However, you've stopped panicking now. You feel content in the bed as you lie with Kate.
and then go downstairs to look for a hatchet, or a knife, or anything
Since you are feeling a little
peckish, you decide to go to the kitchen to look for food, and a weapon that you'd like to have to keep you and Kate safe. Unfortunately, the cabinets in the kitchen are dreadfully empty. Only dust and broken glass lie within the three cabinets under the sink. No other cabinets exist in this house. On top of the counter however, are a few kitchen knives that could be used as a defensive weapon. Only decor accompanies the kitchen knives on the counter. After you found the knives, you decide to open the fridge to check for food. Surprisingly, the fridge is still running, and keeping everything inside cold. The cold rush of air tingles your skin and causes goosebumps to show after feeling it. The door swings open, and you find a container of milk, a bag of carrots which seem to be close to empty, and a box of Klondike bars. You lift the container of milk. It feels very light. Only a small amount of milk remains. After assessing that, you check to see how many carrots are in the bag. You take a small moment to count, and you've come up with at least sixteen. Finally, you move to the Klondike bars, and find three inside. They are Reese's flavor as well.
You take a glance at the window above the sink, and see that it is completely dark now.