Alamo

You knew that something would go wrong today. It was going much too well, up to now, anyway. As the blue cloud charges toward you again, you make a quick dodge, bash your door, and dive in. There, you quickly take cover behind an old (and ugly) table, a gift from your mother-in-law. A quick look around gives you a good feeling about the situation. Even considering that something is trying to kill you, everything is okay. You have 7 bullets left in your trusty handgun, and a good old knife in your boots. There is also your under-the-pillow holdout upstairs, a .50 desert eagle, and a shotgun at the kitchen (for meat that's entirely TOO fresh). There's plenty of windows outside your line of sight, along with the backdoor, but you seem to have pretty good cover right where you are. But how do you fight a cloud?

Written by Inhider (edited by wanderer)

You turn to the small shelf next to the wall

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