Merry Christmas, Prepare To Die
Mom looks at you strangely.
"Um, what?"
You sigh. They're not going to help you. No one is. It's time to take matters into your own hands. You don't know who did this or why, but they won't live to see another Christmas.
You head back to your room and grab the BB Gun that Jimmy let you borrow last week. It's time this baby got put to some good use.
You walk outside, dressed for battle, and find footprints in the snow outside your door. You follow the footprints across the street and to the house at the end of the street.
It's covered in barbed-wire and loud, thumping music is coming from the building.
How will you approach this?
"Um, what?"
You sigh. They're not going to help you. No one is. It's time to take matters into your own hands. You don't know who did this or why, but they won't live to see another Christmas.
You head back to your room and grab the BB Gun that Jimmy let you borrow last week. It's time this baby got put to some good use.
You walk outside, dressed for battle, and find footprints in the snow outside your door. You follow the footprints across the street and to the house at the end of the street.
It's covered in barbed-wire and loud, thumping music is coming from the building.
How will you approach this?