Peter gets his flashlight out and starts to search, he finds a few bodies that around equipment and at a table he finds a Luger with a holster and also finds 2 extra mags to go with it. Also finding a half- alive German is good either. "Dddddo... do you speak English? Ummmm... Sprechen sie Englisch?" Peter said quivering in fear. "Yes......" the German balls up in pain. "Yes, I speak it fluently... do you have any medicine?" "No, I'm sorry im no medic." Peter sits down on a stool about 6 feet from the German. "What happened hear?" Peter asked still scared. "I don't know it was so sudden that..... I couldnt stop them from biting my friendz (z is for accent of the German). Adolf came in all bloody than Alex tried to help but Adolf grabbed his arm and tore it off... poor Alex he was only a kid.." Peter was a bit calmer now, "Im going to get help!" "NO DONT LEAVE!!!" the German cried out, "They are right outside!" Peter froze "What should i do?" he thought.....
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