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An empty street, barren and dead as if everyone that our nameless hero had previously encountered simply dissappeared. Huh? Where then was the source of that loud unnerving sound he had heard earlier,...almost a screech, maybe a squeek. Shotgun in hand, he clutches it close, mentally counting his limited rounds of pure lead-filled casings, a mere five shots... over... and over again. A cold touch to his trousers, or nameless hero turns to find~! A yellow rat!!! Stood before him a yellow rat no higher than his knee (big enough...) with black stripes on it's back, dark tipped ears and a long tail to boot,...wait.. did it ju spoke? more precisely.. 'Pika'?
Approach this abomination of nature our hero does, only to be...

I have no idea whats going on now guys,... so i'll juz play along~ Did i really miss so much during my "short" period of absence? XD lots has happened i c.... oh i vote pangkor thingo btw, cars tend to shorten my lifespan a lot when i'm in one for a considerably long time~

-BoboJoeY