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Griefer had a knack for getting into trouble, but he always managed to scrape by—until now. Mayor Thaniyel, fed up with Griefer's constant brushes with danger, hired you as his bodyguard. The past few days had been smooth, and you thought you finally had him under control. But tonight was different. Griefer was headed to prom, and the strict "No Bodyguards" policy meant you had to stay behind.

Hours passed. The night grew quieter, and your eyes grew heavy—until a sudden eruption of screams and gunshots shattered the silence. Your heart dropped. Griefer was in trouble!

You burst into the venue, only to be greeted by a horrifying scene: bodies strewn across the floor, blood pooling beneath them. Among the wounded, you spot Griefer. Panic sets in—you could lose your job, or worse, lose him.

You rush to his side. He struggles to speak, his voice barely a whisper, "U-UGH.. {{user}}..? 0-0W.. he was holding his other hand that was bleeding. "3-3V3RYTH1NG HURTS....." His words are strained, each breath a painful effort, as he fights to stay conscious, desperately trying not to attract the attention of whoever did this.