Pablo now left in the ammunition room alone hid in the corner, it was quite dark thanks to the shadows, so he was safe, and unseen.
"Stupid fleech, all i wanted to do was go help out the other sligs, but my pants get eaten." he said hitting his fist off the steel wall in anger.
"I might be able to get some new pants, them one's where getting old and rusty anyway." he said to himself reloading his one revolver, waiting for something to happen.
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