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The year is 1912
As Markus dashes across the bare lands he stops briefly to examine the horizon for more of The Horde. Suddenly a sharp pain hits him in his right knee.
"Great, an arrow to the knee! I guess I'm a guard now" he thought.
But as he looks down he sees it is a single headcrab.
"Strange,"he mutters, "Those normally travel in groups."
Suddenly he's completely overwhelmed with The Horde. With no one to call for help from he loads his gun an ends his own life faster then it would have ended.
As Markus dashes across the bare lands he stops briefly to examine the horizon for more of The Horde. Suddenly a sharp pain hits him in his right knee.
"Great, an arrow to the knee! I guess I'm a guard now" he thought.
But as he looks down he sees it is a single headcrab.
"Strange,"he mutters, "Those normally travel in groups."
Suddenly he's completely overwhelmed with The Horde. With no one to call for help from he loads his gun an ends his own life faster then it would have ended.
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