Interactive Story, Game 2 | Game 2 Outline |
"Common Jim, take your best shot!" Jim hears you and is happy to oblige. He pulls out a small vial of thick green goo. "What the hell is that?" Jim ignores you and begins filling up a medical syringe.
"No way in hell are you sticking that in me," you taunt. You back away slowly, eyes locked on the needle. What you fail to notice is the wolf behind you, still out cold...
Too late. You trip and fall, cracking your head on the hard sidewalk.
The last thing you remember is Jim's triumphant grin as everything fades out.
Written by loki (with minor edits)