Paco Valdez
BT
Business is business, as the old saying goes, it's you or him. Like a snake lying in wait, you allow the little Mexican a few more precious moments before you lunge at him with the old pitchfork.
The attack is as gruesome as it is swift. In a split instant you emerge from your hiding spot and thrust the three-pronged weapon into the man's stomach, blood gushing from the wound as the man lets out an excruciating cry of pain that makes you shudder uncontrollably. His blood-curdling screams leaves an indelible imprint on your mind. A quick headbutt shuts him up. You finish him off with one stab after another, as the pool of blood around him grows thicker and deeper.
After the dirty deed is done you stand there frozen in shock for several moments, letting your mind absorb the full implications of what you've just done. You hear shouts in the distance, bringing you out of your trance. The others have heard the dying man's screams. You have mere seconds to make a decision.
Business is business, as the old saying goes, it's you or him. Like a snake lying in wait, you allow the little Mexican a few more precious moments before you lunge at him with the old pitchfork.
The attack is as gruesome as it is swift. In a split instant you emerge from your hiding spot and thrust the three-pronged weapon into the man's stomach, blood gushing from the wound as the man lets out an excruciating cry of pain that makes you shudder uncontrollably. His blood-curdling screams leaves an indelible imprint on your mind. A quick headbutt shuts him up. You finish him off with one stab after another, as the pool of blood around him grows thicker and deeper.
After the dirty deed is done you stand there frozen in shock for several moments, letting your mind absorb the full implications of what you've just done. You hear shouts in the distance, bringing you out of your trance. The others have heard the dying man's screams. You have mere seconds to make a decision.