In a restaurant, William Scott, a dark-skinned man, was wearing a light blue shirt, blue tie, and black pants, with a brown trench coat, and he was calmly smoking tobacco.
He blew out two rings of smoke. And then he had a beer.
William got up, he had eaten, smoked, drunk, he went to the inside of the restaurant, he saw the boxes.
"Well, we will live or die without complaint," thought William as he calmly opened the middle box. And he read the note he found:
"Dear citizen, you are very interesting; play, here is your opportunity."
In the box was a bag with several guns, ammunition, and some tear gas.
"First we must rest" William thought as he began to look for a safe space to sleep in the restaurant.
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The megaphones announce:
"A Voracz has devoured a Spectral"
Minutes later:
"A Voracz has devoured a Lobesto
A few hours later:
"A Voracz killed a Reptilian"
"A Voracz bled to death."
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Clown horn! Clown horn!
"It was a hectic night, keep playing"
"The rougher the better hee hee hee"
The sarcastic ads stopped.
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Liliana (nice student) was bandaging Marc's burned arm. The two were in a small infirmary.
-Did you get burned when you opened the box? -Liliana asked.
- Yes, but I didn't use my dominant arm, so it's not a big problem.
-I was lucky. -Liliana murmured.
Liliana had opened the prize box on the first try.
Prize box that was at the site of the second explosion that Marc had heard.
Marc stood up, grabbed the gun and observed the surroundings, his goal was to avoid danger and kill the other species.
-Where are you going? Liliana asked, somewhat scared, since she still remembered the announcement of the woman who suffered at the hands of Indrac.
-Can you calm down? If you want to live be strong and hold your weapon. Come on, let's get out of here. -Marc spoke with a firm voice.
Marc carried two bags and Liliana carried one bag. So the two walked away from the infirmary.