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Joel and Amy picked off the remaining loopies as they retreated. "Nice shooting baby," Joel said, smiling at Amy. Amy grinned back. "Fawn, you...
"OK, we need to go!" shouted Amy. "Alex, can you help Fawn? I can get Chris." Joel suggested.
"What about him?" Joel asked.
"Go on..." Amy said, looking sceptical, whilst adjusting her grip on the gun.
"It's probably best if we don't kill him," Joel pointed out, "But Fawn, you know how the saying goes... An eye for an eye. How about we shoot him...
(I ubderstand that background vip, but tge mechanical thing is just overpowered...)
"Fawn, I'm pretty sure he's bull-shitting but let's hear him out," Amy suggested. "For now," Joel growled, frowning.
(Angel has said that he shouldn't get anything from hacking...)
(Vip, troy is too powerful. This is getting kinda ridiculous... Where did he get the laptop from? How does he hack into a ridiculously strong...
Joel points his revolver at Troy's head, Amy follows suit and trains her hunting rifle on his skull. "Give me 3 reasons why we shouldn't shoot you...
(Does that mean Troy's arrived at the camp?)
"I will," Joel says.
"Hi Chris," Amy said friendlyly (that's not a word but you know what i mean). "Troy? Where is he now?" Joel asked.
"Crap, who shot you?!" Amy asked, looking concerned. "And who's this?" Joel asked, pointing at Chris.
Joel and Amy came rushing back, "What happened?" Joel asked, "We heard screams."
"And guys, there are some crimes you reaaally shouldn't brag about - hell, you shouldn't brag about any damn crime. I can understand that sime of...
"Wait a second, you're just gonna forgive him and act like we're in fucking candyland or something just because he gave you some plant to help...
I'm going to sleep now. Night guys.
Joel and Amy stayed next to Fawn and Amber and, turning round, looked out over the desolate island in awe.