Player has slept for the required 8 has been fully restored an all status effective current time is-

he didn't even bother read the text as he deleted it away with a flick of the hand. Sitting up he stretched popping a few slightly stiff muscle that he knew he wouldn't even feel the aches of by the time he got up.

Seems the game still felt the need to remind him how much he's actually aged, whatever, it's not like he'd really become too reckless to constantly need a reminder in the morning.

Getting up off his tattered sofa Joel walked over to the nearest window ,with passive aged eyes he saw the once great city of Boston look the same it had for the last 10 years he had taken residence here.

A sad, broken down shit pile that seemed like it was now just one big permanently depressed slum that barely functioned even under the soilders martial law bringing in what order it could to the place.

It wasn't much but it was livable.. As much as people complain Joel know from years of smuggler experience that there seemed to be a never ending line of people who all wished they could live here on the inside. Poor bastards.

"welp" the smuggler said scratching his cheek as he climbed over an stood at the edge of the 2 story window, "let's get this over with ",an with that he leaped off the ledge of the building an branced himself as he landed square on his feet an the concert road below.

As always.. It stung. Most people would atlest have a broken ankle or some form of injury from doing something so dangerous. An in a way he did.

A floating green bar appeared over his head, it had his name an occupation as a smuggler written in bold letters on top of it, it you paid attention you would notice a small chunk of the green bar was missing.

He got hurt definitely, all things on this God forsaken earth did. It's just that he for the past 2 years had a different way of showing it.

Standing up straight he walked down the street an ignored all the looks of fear he gathered from the fee people out on the streets of his district, even the patrolling soliders we're clenching their guns ever so slightly as he walked by.

It didn't bother him at this point, he was use to it. Plus it's not like he could fault a few people people for giving into some of the many rumors about him, if was only natural to fear what you didn't understand after all.

After several turns,a passport check an a few blocks Joel finally reached his destination. The harbour.

It was well known that this section of the city was run by a old acquaintance of his, Robert Groves, he had for a while now been considered a grade A snitch for the soldiers selling out other smugglers supplies in return for more ration cards than one man should ever have an the Leaniency from the soilders to do just about anything he wanted out side of their superiors eye.

Above all else he was dangerous, not himself of course, Robert was a more of a careful man than a physical one who got his own hands dirty, he would rather shield himself with dozens of able bodied thugs that would do anything for a ration card an use their depression to convert them into his "inforcers" for a while now, sure call him a coward if you want but the fact was the guy was probably one of the few to stand a chance of eventually dying of old age.

Going up against his men was suicidal, he had dozens of armed lunatices at his disposal, some with even army experience or dooped up on drugs that made them go crazy in a hand to hand fight.

Truly it would take either the soilders or a harbinger of death to get to Robert at this point at the heart of the harbour.

He didn't even give the poor bastards a warning before he started hurling flaming Molotov bottles an explosive nails cans into the fort under huge clouds of sugar based white smoke.

"sorry ya'll, nothing personal " he said in a whisper listening for panicked foots step in the thick smoke as screams of pain an terror rang out thought the loading dock as the fires spread burning both wood an people while others where ripped to shreds by nails that seemed while in the smoke to be coming from all directions, what were remaining were easily picked off by very well placed head shots.

All the while Joel watched passively with handgun in hand making clean shoots at anything his sense of hearing pitched up aside from all the screaming.

Out in the far distance outside of the smoke screen Joel saw his target run out of his now blazing building as he ran for cover near the creates ,or at least would have if a bullet did just rip through his right leg making him fall with a pained yelp clutching his bleeding leg.

Looking on with pure fear in his eyes Joel's target shook at the sight of him standing above him with his hand gun pointed down at him, the screams an roaring fires all around them made Joel look less human to the bleeding man, instead right at that moment Robert could of sworn he was staring up at the devil himself!

"w-wait, hold up!. you dont need to be doing this, w-we can work something out" the man stammered trying to find a way to weasel himself out of it, it was what he was good at after all.

Joel just stood still with his unblinking emotionless gaze set on the man, no doubt wonder which eye socket would be the best to put a bullet in.

"what are you getting paid in?,weapons?, ration cards?, i-if so I've got more than ready, just name your price an we can just move along from this whole thing!" Joel didn't even blink an just took the time Robert was talking to put a few extra bullets in his gun.

"s-eriously, i-i could make you a very happy man, just think about it!, all the food you could ever want, some of the best woman we have to offer! Anything! " the man was desperate now as Joel had finally fully loaded his gun an aimed in the center of his forehead.

"sorry, nothing personal... I just need the experience points "

Robert didn't even have time to process what he just heard before his head tilted back as a bullet flew through it killing him instantly.

As Joel stood there in the middle of what could only be called a scene from hell itself with bodies an fires everywhere he could only pay attention to one thing.

Congratulations player mission completed!

Gained 6000xp!

Bonus!

500xp for flawless execution.

Bonus

50xp for every head shot!

350xp

Your reputation has risen!

You have leveled up!

Current level is now 26!

Special ability has been unlocked!

Player is now immune to all forms of infection!

He ignored everything else a focused all of his mind on that one line,He uttered one word that held the most emotion he had shown all day.

"finally ..."