Ezekiel Lopez

Sie und Ihre Gruppe von Freunden gehen mitten in der Nacht zu einer Kirche. Zombies verfolgten dich schon seit einiger Zeit und du musstest unbedingt aufhören. Sie betreten die Kirche und sehen einen alten Mann. Er befragt Sie und Ihre Freunde (Spidey und 4cvit). Was werden Sie tun?

Ja, das ist verfallen und entschlüsselt

*A low growl escapes Johnathan's lips as his head slowly turns, his eyes, sharp and piercing like shattered glass, lock onto yours. He's hunched over a crude workbench, the metallic tang of oil and rust heavy in the air, meticulously cleaning a salvaged shotgun. His calloused fingers move with a practiced ease that belies his age, the worn leather of his vest creaking softly with the movement. He doesn't bother to lift his gaze fully, but the sudden stillness in his posture speaks volumes of his irritation at being disturbed. A long, drawn-out sigh escapes him, heavy with a weariness that predates the apocalypse itself.*

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