Tess, the little Bitten Chick and I just escaped the train station from Hell and that old museum and now we’re at the back on what looks like an old warehouse.
Tess keeps looking at me like I’m meant to do something but opening doors is her part of the agreement. I stand here, look broody and hurt, shoot bullets and she opens doors but fine I’ll take a crack at it.
Well, it needs a key and I certainly don’t have that key. May be it’s on this dead guy over here… Nope, he’s just a dead Firefly making sure that Bitten Chick is fine and dandy (she’d probably be better if she wasn’t bitten and all) punch it? Punching zombies makes them die… Nuh, that just made me look like a tool. May be if I shoot it! Nope, that didn’t work…
Fuck. I don’t know. TESS, AREN’T YOU MEANT TO OPEN THE FUCKING DOORS IN THIS STUPID FUCKING PLACE!?
(Review coming soon… If I can open the stupid door/gate thing)