"Good ol' gun shop!" Eric said loudly. "What weapon should we get?" Smith said as he vault over the counter. Eric picked the Shotgun and took 120 extra shells with him after fulling loading his new weapon. Smith picked the AK-47 with 420 bullets worth of ammo boxes. They walked out of the gun shop well-arm and entered the nearby market and took some supplies (including backpacks and some food among other things) and left the place. They soon found a bank and couldn't resist the urge to grab a few bills while they were there, no cops and no law, right? Eric said. "I'll go in first." As he moved in front of Smith. They kicked open the doors and checked inside. While Smith was busy collecting money he likely wouldn't get a chance to spend Eric decided to check the vault. He found Frank sitting on the floor next to some empty soda cans and chip bags and yelled "FREEZE YOU FUCKER!" as he leveled the gun at Franks forehead. Upon realizing Frank wasn't a zombie he lowered the gun and walked over to help Smith with the cash. Frank said "You have a VERY bad temper..." as he walked over to them. "But I'm glad to finally see some more living humans."
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