I tried to get my gun under the ugly dude's chin to blow his friggin' head off but he brought his left forearm up and knocked the gun out of my hand. I heard it clanking as it dropped down the stairwell. The steps were open underneath them so God only knew where my pistol had ended up. I heard the clanking sound for what seemed like an eternity. My only hope was to wrench the shotgun away from the ugly dude. There was one more shell in the other barrel.
We hit the floor, rolling back and forth, struggling...
Neville Hunt almost 5 years ago
This is exciting. Go Jake, go!
Christopher almost 5 years ago
Thanks, Neville.