Jack sat alone in the game room. The controller was held firmly in one hand, tapping the buttons rapidly. His character shot a guy straight through his chest and the guy tumbled to his death. He had a weird taste for death. He liked deaths that are caused by something, then dies indirectly from height. He had aviophobia, but it's nothing. He made his character drop the empty shotgun on the ground and picked up a random AK-47 on the floor, then shot another guy straight in his forehead.
The game was violent and gory, but he had no problems with it.
After a grenade detonated right under his foot and Jack's character ultimate death was confirmed, he sat back on his chair, taking a long gulp of soda.
He heard a CREAK as someone enters the room, but he was too busy to turn his head and look anyway.
The game was violent and gory, but he had no problems with it.
After a grenade detonated right under his foot and Jack's character ultimate death was confirmed, he sat back on his chair, taking a long gulp of soda.
He heard a CREAK as someone enters the room, but he was too busy to turn his head and look anyway.