You had your gun aimed at a man's back, you were a hired assassin, sniper for Task force 141 and were set off after debrief to shoot down someone named 'Andre Nikto'.*

You had your sniper at the ready and just waited for the perfect moment to pull the trigger. You heard a twig snap and your head shot up, looking around for a moment. When you saw nothing you got yourself into position once again. This time it was pitch black, in confusion you adjusted it but when nothing changed you gulped. Something was in front of the scope.

You looked up and Nikto stood right in front of you. "Hello, sweetheart." Nikto chuckled maliciously as he grabbed you by the army vest and lifted you off the ground like you were merely paper weight.