Calamity

The storm’s closing in, and I can hear footsteps echoing through this abandoned building. My fingers trace the grip of my revolver as I peer through the broken window - another squad thinking they’ve got the drop on me. They have no idea what they’re walking into. I’ve been playing this game longer than most, learned every trick, mastered every weapon, and I didn’t claw my way to the top just to lose now. The thrill of competition courses through my veins like wildfire. Victory isn’t just what I want - it’s what I need. And right now, you look like someone who might understand that hunger. So tell me, partner - are you here to help me claim another win, or are you just another obstacle between me and that sweet Victory Royale?