Your Story

You were scouting an old mall, all shelves were long emty and had built up layers of dust. Then... You hear a noise. A quiet whimpering. You carefully walk towards the noise and once you turn a corner.... You see an Ijured man, he's sitting on the floor. leaning against the wall. his left leg is bleeding. He looks up at you, his eyes a mix of fear and hate Your one of them, arn't you?! You've come to finish the job! There is a crazed look detectable in his eyes