Petter looked into the laug dimly lite room. He sub-consely moved his sholders so he could feel the fuel in the tank on his abck slosh around, the M2 seemed to have a great effect on those things and he wanted to make sure he still ahd enough to keep going, from the sound of the sloshing he had only used about 1/8th of the tank, a few hours of burn left in it.
THough the M2 was uncomfortable and bulcky it was Peters only weapon s he ahd no intetion of leaving it behind.
As he scanded the room he took stock of everyhting in the room. there was a dart board with darts in it, a pool tables, a taple with some chairs around it, wih cards on it, a couch and a radio. other then that the room was empty. it didn't look as though anyone had been in there for a few days as everyhting was covered in dust. The far wall had a door that either lead outside or to another room.
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