User blog comment:The Wayward Daughter/The Shopping Games (RP Games..Again)/@comment-4344174-20160513132113/@comment-24561298-20160517000046

Hearing a muffled thud from far away, Alistair woke up, Alert and rested, he grabbed his backpack, took out his makeshift rock-salt slushie gun out and then slung it across his shoulders. Still, he made no sound whatsoever and hid behing the seats.