Time is ticking. You know he is waiting somewhere. A rifle scope, a magnum bullet, aiming at your eventual destination. The next shot will decide your fate and his. 1 shot is enough to decide this. Time is ticking.

Every second you wait is torturous. You hope that he might reveal himself but nothing is seem. He is somewhere, hiding, waiting to put a magnum bullet through your skull, maybe from a range so far you can hardly see him. What can your pistol do?

Suddenly you heard his footsteps coming from around the corner, down the street. You know he is there, it's now or never. You leap out of the corner and immediately you heard a loud gunfire, the bullet tare through your legs and hit the wall behind you but you are alive. At the same time you see a stream of blood shooting out of his head, far down the road. As you land on your feet, you saw him land on his back.

You have done it but it's not over, time is still ticking.

You have to disarm this bomb, as the beep goes faster, you know it might go off anytime. You open your eyes wide, praying for the beeper to stop as you see the disarming progress bar racing to the end.

Suddenly. It stopped.

"Counter-Terrorists Win."

This post has been edited by MasterAlvin: Feb 21 2012, 12:59 PM