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Z-Day - 9:47 AM Mountain Daylight Time - Underneath the T-Bone
In the fallout shelter-
Hammond ran up the first flight of stairs after escaping through the gate, revolver still in hand, cackling madly. "It burns..." he groaned. "They'll all burn too. That's what I'll do to them. Heheheheheh..."

9:48 AM
In the fallout shelter-
Hammond continued to laugh maniacally as he ran up another flight of stairs. "Gasoline, that's how I'll do it!" he said to himself. "If the pumps are blown, there's plenty more in Wallace's tanker. I'll run a hose, flood it down the stairs, and...WHOOSH! Heheh!"

9:49 AM
In the warehouse-
Hammond reached the warehouse and raced through it. "It'll all burn, and them with it!" he exulted.

9:50 AM
On the stairs-
Hammond raced up the stairs, laughing like a maniac - which he was. "I'll burn them!" he chortled. "Burn them with fire!"

9:51 AM
In the liquor closet-
Hammond finally reached the top of the stairs and emerged through the still-open trapdoor into the liquor closet.

9:52 AM
In the liquor closet-
Cackling with glee, Hammond slammed the trapdoor shut and moved the keg back on top of it. "Try to get out now!" he chuckled.

OOC,[b]Hammond[/b]'s STR x 5 roll (50% stat) to move the keg: [dice]0[/dice]

9:53 AM
In the liquor closet-
Hammond rushed out of the liquor closet and into the kitchen.

In the kitchen-
"Heh heh heh," laughed Hammond, racing out the back door, pausing only long enough to prop it open.

9:54 AM
Behind the diner-
Hammond raced around the corner to his right.

Outside the garage-
Hammond caught sight of the tanker full of gasoline and grinned. Now all he needed was a long enough hose, and there was one inside the garage.

9:55 AM
Outside the garage-
Hammond darted into the garage.

In the garage-
Hammond grabbed the long hose that was hanging on the wall, rolled up, and slid it onto his arm.

9:56 AM
In the garage-
Hammond ran back outside.

Outside the garage-
Hammond hurried over to the tanker and attached the hose. Then he opened the valve on the tanker that would allow the gasoline to flow freely into the hose.

9:57 AM
Outside the garage-
Hammond went around the corner behind the building, bringing the hose with him.

Behind the diner-
Hammond headed for the kitchen's back door, unraveling the hose as he went.

9:58 AM
Behind the diner-
Hammond shoved open the door and pulled the hose inside.

In the kitchen-
Quickening his pace and laughing madly, Hammond hurried through the kitchen and into the liquor closet.

9:59 AM
In the liquor closet-
Hammond set down the hose and grunted as he tried to move the keg off the door, but he couldn't get it to budge.

OOC,Hammond's STR x 5 roll (50% stat) to move the keg: [dice]1[/dice]

10:00 AM
In the liquor closet-
Slipping up to the door without so much as a sound, Dave could see Hammond moving a keg of liquor, grunting and sweating. He had set the end of the hose down beside him, and he had a revolver tucked into his belt. Hammond finally shoved the keg aside to reveal a hidden trapdoor, which he then opened to reveal a set of stairs leading down. The opening was lit by a bare light bulb in the ceiling of the level below. Hammond began to laugh.

OOC,[b]Hammond[/b]'s STR x 5 roll (50% stat) trying to move the keg again: [dice]0[/dice] [b]Dave[/b], please roll Psychology and Spot Hidden.

Dave could not think of anything to say "Need any help, Boss"

10:01 AM
In the liquor closet-
Hammond nearly jumped out of his skin when Dave spoke, reaching for his revolver, but he relaxed when he saw who was there. "Thanks, Dave, I got this," he said, picking up the hose and pointing it down the stairs. He opened the valve, and the hose came alive, writhing in his hands like an anaconda, but he kept it steady. A stream of diesel fuel was sprayed below. "Those skinheads are down there with a bunch of those people who won't stay dead. I managed to get away while they were fighting. Now I'm gonna burn 'em all!"

"S***, run!" cried an unfamiliar man's voice from far below.

Dave saw that Hammond, though he appeared healthy on the surface, had some minor injuries. One of his pinky fingers was missing; a bandage was wrapped around his hand. There was also a tear in the leg of his trousers through which a bite wound was visible. It reminded him of Wallace's wound after he'd been bitten in the junkyard. Hammond was also sweating profusely.

"You need to take rest, Boss." Dave speaks with concern.
"Did Boss Earl managed to escape from skinheads?"
"We can block this entry point right, why use so much fuel, it may damage diner more instead of bunch of skinheads. how many are down there?"

In the liquor closet-
"Oh hell, it's diesel!" Thomas yelled from far below. "Ash, run!"

Dave yells back at Hammond, "stop boss, someone else down there."
also shouts back at direction of voice, "who is down there, Identify yourself?"

10:02 AM
In the liquor closet-
Hammond shut off the hose and set it down. It looked to Dave like he was doing as suggested, but then he took a lighter out of his pocket, flicked it on, and hurled it down the stairs. "BURN IN HELL YOU BASTARDS!" he screamed at the top of his lungs as the fuel ignited with a whoosh that quickly spread. He hastily slammed the trapdoor, laughing hysterically. Running footsteps could be heard from the kitchen.

OOC,I edited the post above this one.