Cradling his arm and winching as the cold bit into the open wound, Badger tried to open the doors as he retreated down the street. The first few were locked, however eventually he felt one that gave just a bit. He slammed his shoulder against the door and it gave a few inches but stopped abruptly. He heard the sound of a chain hitting against the door. As he peered through the crack in the door, he noticed a brass chain that seemed to keep the door locked. He placed his sawed off to where he figured the chain was attached to the door and fired. The wood splintered and the without the chain attached the door slowly swung inwards.
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Phoenix
3/19/2018 10:48:04 am
AWESOME !!!
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