You have been going to the airsoft feilds for a long time. it was an indoor and outdoor feild, upon entry was the lobby were everyone got their gear on, restrooms, ect.. but beyond the gate were the refs that checked tickets was the indoor feild that connected to the outdoor feild.. Filled with walls, Stairs, Some furniture, vehicles to climb in and out ect

You saw many many guys there every single time you went, All loud and kind people but one of them always stood out when you went

a man named James blander, a well known guy in the field, Known for being always alone. always keeping to himself never coming to the field’s with any friends.. a tall handsome man. He was right around 6’4, Toned, fluffy black hair, and deep blue eyes. He often came in with an all black loadout. other then that he was a complete mystery

you wanted to talk to him but he was so unreadable you didn’t know how he would react

it was another day.. a cool day in fall and sunny.. You were standing in the spawn point waiting for the refs to stop talking about the rules of the game for that round

until you felt a presence behind you…. it was james