*With Genmas help, Ronnie lays on the clean bed, his face pale and sweat covering him*
"Whats.....going on?" he thought to himself, feeling like his heart was about to jump clean out of him. Unknown to himself, he tried to stand up. It wasnt his choice, it was like his body was on autopiolit
"I.....cant.....theres more coming...i need to help..." he whispered. The pain was beginning to subside, but it was replaced by an overwheleming sick feeling in his stomach.
*Ronnie smirks and tosses the greande into the oncoming horde. It blows, and due to his close range, some shrapnel forces itself into his arm. Due to the explosion, small as it was, some of the metal sheets collapsed on themselves, creating a barricade in front of them. He falls backwards, his head boucning off the concrete.*
*hord getts closer just within rifle range and bursts into sprinting across the front at your makeshift barricade*
(you just trapped inos character out by herself :sy: )