Take Frankie First Paige Is the Funny One
Frankie Paige
"Luck, I don't have information technology"
Chapter i
For a human to survive the first days of the apocalypse, luck must be used. But equally a matter of fact, Frankie was never lucky. The Ex-Engineer came to Chernarus to do his get-go real job, 1 that would give him loads of dollars. It was a unproblematic job: Go to that country, repair an big oil piping, become back. Well, at least the plan was easy, because every bit we all know now, Frankie was never the luckiest man in the earth.
For a job that could be done in less than two weeks, judged by the extension of the oil pipe that was malfunctioning, information technology took a month and a half to complete, due to mechanical errors, untrustworthy equipment and finally: Bad leadership from his boss, which seemed to hate the kid because of a certain blow involving his married woman and Frankie'due south easily, but that's a story for some other time.
After a not and then well washed job, it was finally time to residue and go back to the USA, where he would become that big paycheck on his bank account. He could already see that new machine on his garage, a beautiful lady sitting on his couch, and, and... Frankie's imagination was going to far places, like he was living some sort of dream, but he wasn't, and I'd say that you already know why.
The urban center where the coiffure was staying, Novigrad, was having constant Black Outs and power shortages everywhere, along with high traffic issues and public services everywhere. Frankie learned form his english language-speaking neighbour that there was some sort of affliction outside, a rapid spreading virus. His coiffure immediately thought about going to the airdrome and getting to their plane fast, but that was too bad, considering it was already closed, alongside with every single dock on the coast. At that exact moment, they panicked. Fights between each other erupted, trying to make up one's mind what to practice. Three of the ten decided to leave with 1 of the 3 cars, whilst the rest decided to stay at the flat. They had seem that picture before: 'Major disease outbreak occurs, people try to flee from cities, dice in their manner considering of traffic'. They were all nerds afterward all.
They called every unmarried neighbor from the building to join them at their apartment, that was the biggest ane from the entire metropolis cake, and stocked supplies inside a minor backroom. If that virus was a true story, and if it was spreading, it wouldn't take long before information technology would hit the upper-case letter metropolis, as they calculated, so they waited, and waited... And waited.
About one week later, after the infected were already roaming the streets of Novigrad, and pure caos was issuing, they needed more food. Two men decided to go out and search for it, armed merely with a kitchen's knife, a bat and a frying pan. Enough to strike downward an ground forces. Let's only say that the only one that returned was the guy that took the frying pan. Clever human. Frankie was the first one to ask what the hell happened, but the man couldn't even speak. He was in daze after what he'd been trough. His pants were covered in blood, his face up was filled with dirt and mud, and half of his sweater was teared off. He didn't speak for a whole mean solar day, before finally sleeping, but to wake up the next morning and tell everything to everyone: "There are cops shooting civilians. They are coming to us. It'south my mistake.".
A program needed to be done, and fast. They got a map on the table and surrounded it like geeks playing D&D, but that wasn't a table-superlative game, it was survival. 1 bad move, and they were all dead, much like chess. The goal was not to kill the kind, but to movement their troop out of the board, or, to get the hell out of that metropolis.
[TO BE Continued]
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