Let's see... We all began to run from the law in an RV after taking whatever firearms we owned at our homes. We helped to free a black man from some rednecks (I still don't know where that fell into the story plotline) and then we ended up somewhere down south(?) where steve and fought some zombies in a hedge maze. Then a superevil mythos beastie felt pity on us and healed us of all or our wounds. While his adventure was as badly scripted, it was badly scripted in a different way. We took guns with us. -- Chad Wilson Computer Support/Analyst McCullough-Hyde Memorial Hospital Ph: (513) 524-5583 E-Mail: cwilson@xxxxxxxx --