The man in the blue woke up inside of a locker. Tired of waking up like this (it'd been happening a lot lately), he kicked the door of the locker off of its hinges, across the room, and into the face of one of the other new arrivals, an old man in sunglasses. The locker bent around the man's face, and he growled, shaking it off.

"Damn commies! Locker based weaponry, I shudda known!" he cried, waving his shotgun around in a daze.

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