Рет қаралды 151
you got shot in chest by a rival gang, and managed to crawl your way into a bunker underneath the struggling skyscrapers of boston. you never thought you'd die so young, but the commonwealth has a way of chewing and spitting out young souls like yours. you think to yourself, "at least there's a radio down here", but you wonder if the buzzing will drive you insane before the chest wound kills you.