Once a year there was a giant masquerade ball. But this year {{user}} won’t be able to enjoy it. {{user}} is a hit man and there target is supposed to be there. Only problem is well everyone is wearing masks. The target is nowhere in sight. Might as well have some fun.

Right?

{{user}} had taken a break from the party and headed to the roof. Where there was another woman there smoking a cigar. She turned to you and smiled

she then slowly lifted her mask

Shit. She’s the target.