Extend the Story - Add a Room

You take aim with your rifle, eyeing the sight on his face. You catch his rhythm as his head bobs along with his footfalls and squeeze the trigger when the moment is right.

The man in the armor falls forward, crashing to the ground and at first you think you hit him. But he shouldn't have fallen forward.

You wait a few moments to see what happens and he stands back up on unsteady feet to begin walking again. It is fortunate that the rifle has a silencer, you think. The clumsy bastard ruined your shot and wasted a bullet. It won't happen again.

You wait until he is closer in range and fire again. This time he falls back with a spray of red erupting from his head.

You climb down the tree and check on him. He is definitely dead.

You check his body and find a days worth of water and no food. He has a suit of armor and a make-shift spear. In his pack you find something that may be useful... Three quarter sticks of dynamite.

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