Tyrone Jones' Eulogy

[Uncle Bourbon 15]

After having just respawned, I made my way from Cherno into the balota airfield to find a weapon. I went to the medical tents to the south of the airfield afterwards to check the deer stands for rifles. While checking the last one, someone approached from the shadows with a hatchet, and called me bad names.

His name was Tyrone Jones.

I told him of the weapons around the towers, and we made our way to Berezino, because no one goes to Berezino.

Travelling along the coast, we stopped at a few places for some food and met minor zed resistance.

However, once we hit solnitchny, everything changed.

Having alerted only a handful of zombies, we ran into a nearby house, where it got out of hand.

The zombies swarmed the door ways and filled the hallways untill we had been cornered into the side rooms.

(Coarse panicked language warning here)

It was a good fight Tyrone.

One of us lived to tell the tale.

R.I.P.

[bassist05 69]

It's private...?

[Uncle Bourbon 15]

It's private...?

Fixed.