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You kick yourself for being so careless. Usually you shoulder the weapon unconsciously on your way outside, but grief is a powerful distraction. The creature, unfamiliar to you, seems intent on hunting down the source of the offensive odor and ignores you as you sprint back to the house.

The handcannon is in its usual place, mounted right next to the door. You open the chamber and load it.

* Load a carbon fiber net projectile.