You check whether your glock is loaded – it is, with 17 rounds as standard.
At that moment, Rapeson barges through the door. You begin firing wildly at him, almost none of which hit because you’ve never fired a gun before. This uses up 10 bullets.
One of the bullets hits his leg, but he continues unfazed, like a bear.
As he gets closer, you realize he’s not aiming for you… he’s aiming for your friends.
Some tantalizing fuckmeat? Gift wrapped for me? Don’t mind if I yabba dabba do!
You could try to escape out the window now, but you don’t want to leave your friends to get ‘aped. What do you do?
