Frank decided to check the supply room first, like there would be anything useful behind the counter anyway. He walked over and turned the knob, to his surprise the door wasn't locked. Unfortunately, another surprise was in store for him behind the door, this one much less pleasant. Standing behind the door was a man with a shotgun who didn't have time to ask questions, he would shoot first at anything that came in. Frank was hit immediately with two rounds to his upper torso and fell to the ground with a thud. The last thing he heard and saw as his heart stopped beating was a man standing over him with a bloodied t-shirt gasping: "Oh shit... OH SHIT...!"
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