After getting some well needed rest, I’m finally able to compile a whole sentence. “Damn, it’s too bad I lost the Pessima. I liked that car, maybe I’ll find it somewhere around the city. I can’t image it’d be salvageable at this point though. Hopefully my D-Series is okay, it’s in a parking garage up on a higher level. My house is towards the top of a hill so hopefully the Road Cruiser survives too. It’d really be a shame to lose your Sunburst, that car’s been through a lot. I think a good question to ask now is what do we do if things start going south? I’m pretty sure my house collapsed, that’s the only reason why I was driving in this mess. You think we could escape by car if need be?”
[On the news] Hurricane Valera landed near the Town of Firwood a few hours ago, but winds are still not slowing down, and rain has passed the 1000mm mark, according to the NHC and the NOAA. The governor of Maine has asked the federal government for help in the rescue and repair labours as damages are expected to surpass $30 billion dollars. We are still waiting for an answer from the white house, but some are reporting movement of troops towards the affected areas with the intent of supporting local police departments and FEMA on rescue labor. More news at 6. (Guys im sorry being gone today. StoreMI decided to throw a VMAP error and messed up with my computer. I also had a couple of medical appointments. As for my character he is still out cold) *As everyone is downstairs talking and thinking on how to wake me up, the step dad wakes up* Carl: What the hell....? Why am i here? *He slowly gets up, with a pounding feeling in his head. A headache like no other* Carl: What the fuck is this guy doing here? *He looks at me, while i lay unconscious, on his reclining chair. He sees the bandages on my head* Carl: Well i think he got what he deserved. Maybe this is what Elizabeth wanted to talk about while we where in... *He suddenly feels like his head is going to explode. The pain is so much he struggles to even stand up. He collapses with so much force he manages to break the door of the bedroom. Everyone downstairs hears it* *@Tuner from America runs upstairs to see what made that noise. He notices Carl laying on the floor* Carl: MY HEAD... IT HURTS SO MUCH *Faints* @Tuner from America : That cant be good.... please tell me he doesnt brain bleeding or something....
" Shit he might be having a Migraine, If he is, we sure better get him to a hospital before he falls into a coma. I'll go check on that other guy upstairs and try to wake him. "
I don’t think the hospital is available. Even if it is, i’m not sure we can drive. The water keeps getting deeper... *I glance to the door, where the water is slowly creeping in* Yeah, we will need to do something here. I’m going to look him over.
Alright * Walks upstairs and thinks of ways to wake the dude * " Well I could splash a bucket of cold water at him but that would probably give him hypothermia as the heating system in the house is broken. Oh!, lets see if we have some good 'ol Surstromming! That would do the trick. " * Happens to find a Tin of it deep in the pantry * " Heh, who actually bought this? Eh, it'll work. " * Goes back to where @Srockzz is and opens the tin * " Wow, that alone should wake anyone up from a normal nap. But then again he's fainted it looks like. " * Scoots the tin along the carpet to where it's near his face. * * Then @Srockzzz starts to cough and suddenly flings the can across the room making it splash against a Printer * " Well that isn't a pretty site " ???: " What happened? and who are you? " Well I found I'm assuming your kid on the porch crying as I drove by and he needed help, etc. He told me that a piece of a window broke off and hit you on the head " * Points to his gauze wrapped head * ???: " Ah, by the way. what the hell was in that tin? Worst thing I've ever smelled! " Oh it was some Surstromming. If I used cold water you would be very cold as there no working heating in the home. ???: " Oh alright, thanks for helping me man. " * He then gets up and walks downstairs to get some food. *
Okay, this guy is fine. (I have no medical training irl so lets say this guy just needs some rest.) He just needs some rest. And it looks like our other guy has woken up... “Thanks for the GPS earlier!”
*I walk downstairs, still a bit dizzy and with a headache* Me: Sooo.... whats going on? Why are you even in my house? why was my son crying in the porch? Is it over yet? How long was i out?! @Tuner from America : the short version is that we found your son crying outside because her sister had gone to look for help and didnt return. So @brien_w went to look for her while i checked the house. We found Elizabeth in the bathroom and we found you laying near that bathroom with a nasty head injury. I cleaned that up for you so thats why you got that bandage. Me: So what about the other guy? @Tuner from America : The Step dad? We think he has some sort of concussion he keeps coming and going and we are not completely sure what to do. Me: Shit... I rescued him and Elizabeth from that nasty crash near the church. Im impressed he is even alive at all after that crash... so... where is Elizabeth? @brien_w :Look he is waking up again *Carl is laying in the sofa. As he wakes up again, he tries to reach for me before fainting again* Me: Jesus christ that cant be good.... so... whats the plan?
Well we should try to contact some FEMA people / paramedics so he can get airlifted to a Hospital. And maybe travel inland to Garfield height's?
“We could open up the skylight and use the fire escape, but that’s only- “ Just then, a faint but splintering crack sounds from downstairs. “The door’s broken.” I say urgently.
I have a place we can stay at GH. As for the FEMA guys, i dont thinking they are here yet. Believe me, we would know if they where here
Damn it! Okay guys, bring everyone and everything upstairs *I say as I start moving furniture to block the door.*
"Yeah, that's... not good. I guess we should be prepared for 4 feet of water rushing into the house. At least winds are finally dying down, maybe rescue teams can get out here soon."
(Are you in Belasco? And in my house?) “I really hope rescue services can get here soon..” I grab a flashlight and shine it downwards into the first floor of my house,which is 2/3 submerged. “If this water keeps rising, we won’t have much time left.”
“Really? I didn’t know-“ Just then s splintering crack and a loud crash sound from downstairs. The house sinks a little bit. “We need to get out of here, NOW. But I wonder how we’re going to do that?”
