A game of Russian Roulette played with a shotgun and a few other twists in the backroom of a dystopian nightclub. The Dealer whom you play against is a monstrous figure, appearing as nothing more than floating hands. And hollow eyes above a permanent sharp toothed grin. Even if you or the Dealer are hit with a live round, death is only temporary as you are brought back with a defibrillator up until the third and final game where it is all or nothing. Within a female version of The Dealer.