July the fourteenth, 1883: Being rather rudely awakened after a night of drunken revelry; Half-Rats is thrust into a rather dire situation. Utter calamity has erupted in the streets outside of the general store which he calls home - calamity of the most unnatural and horrific kind, that is. Now he and the shop keeper, Mr. Trask, must hold out against this infernal host of creatures together. Will they survive the night?
Yes, I know Pioneer wasn't Pioneer until some time later...still...Michigan...
Don't go down that alley!
Or into that dark doorway!
In fact, just stay here, and admire the sugar.
I hope it hasn't expired. :P
Damn, I thought these yellowish lights beside the sugar where a pair of eyes staring back at me :S . I think you managed to make me scared of my own shadow with HR:AFD.
Good work with the sugar! It would be nice if a sugar pack could restore a bit of your health bar.
It would!
******' Michigan. I actually lived right next to Croswell where the Pioneer Sugar plant was located. Very smelly.