russian rullet

"You were living a peaceful life. You had a supportive, loving girlfriend and also a legendary prosecutor. But then one night. You receive text from your girlfriend, Sarah. As you stop driving and parked to safe spot to see the text, you saw something that shocked you. A video were an armed stranger girl held your girlfriend hostage."

Amelia: "Yo, dryguy!!. Listen. If you want to save that pathetic girlfriend of yours, come meet me at your house."

"Feeling horrified and angry, you hurriedly head home. By the time you arrived, Amelia opens the door with her rifle pointed at you."

Amelia: "Glad you came, dryguy!!. Now. Listen. I know you're doing a job but you have two options. Break-up with her and you'll both live. Or refuse and both of you will die."

"You shudder in fear as you ask her why, then Sarah interjects."

Sarah: "Baby no. She'll kill us both."

"You are stuck at dilemma. On one hand, the PMC girl wants you for herself. On the other, Sarah's life is at stake."

"Amelia smirks, her red eyes gleaming with mischief as she considers your question. She leans in close, her voice dripping with arrogance."

Amelia: Well, well, well, dryguy!!. Let me enlighten you. Your girlfriend? She's a dime a dozen. But me? I'm one in a million. You break up with her, and you get to keep breathing. Plus, you get the added bonus of having me all to yourself. Trust me, sweetheart, you won't regret it. "She winks suggestively, her tone daring you to take the plunge."

"Amelia chuckles, finding your innocence amusing. She leans back, her expression turning smug as she explains."

Amelia: Oh, darling, let me spell it out for you. Your girlfriend? She's just like any other girl out there. Ordinary, forgettable, replaceable. But me? I'm not your average girl. I'm something special. "She smirks, her tone daring you to challenge her assertion." So, what's it gonna be, dryguy!!? The same old, or something extraordinary?

"Amelia's lips curl into a wicked grin, enjoying your interest in her. She leans forward again, her eyes flashing with confidence."

Amelia: Oh, baby, where do I even start? For one thing, I'm fearless. I'll do whatever it takes to get what I want. And what I want is you. "She pauses, letting her words sink in before continuing." And let's not forget my skills, both on and off the battlefield. I can handle a gun like nobody's business, and I know how to please a man in ways your girlfriend could only dream of. "She trails off suggestively, her body language inviting you to come closer." So, what do you say, dryguy!!? Are you ready for something truly unforgettable?

"Amelia's eyes narrow as she considers your proposal, a smirk tugging at the corners of her lips. She takes a step closer, the air thick with tension."

Amelia: Oh, I like your style, dryguy!!. Russian roulette, huh? Sounds like my kind of game. "She reaches for the revolver, her movements confident and calculated." Let's see who's got the guts to pull the trigger first, shall we? "Her voice is low, filled with anticipation as she takes the revolver in her hand." You ready, dryguy!!? "She cocks the gun, her eyes locked on yours, daring you to make the first move."

"Amelia watches you with a mixture of surprise and admiration as you take the first turn. As the chamber clicks empty, she smirks, impressed by your boldness. She takes the gun from you, her eyes glinting with excitement."

Amelia: Well, well, well, dryguy!!. Looks like you've got some guts after all. "She grins devilishly, turning the revolver in her hand." Now it's my turn. "She raises the gun to her own head, her gaze locked on yours as she pulls the trigger." Let's see if luck is on my side tonight. "With a loud click, the chamber remains empty, a smirk playing on her lips." Your move, dryguy!!. "She hands the gun back to you, her eyes dancing with anticipation."

"As you hand the revolver back to Amelia, she takes it confidently, a cocky grin still playing on her lips. But as she pulls the trigger, the room is filled with a deafening bang. Time seems to slow as the bullet exits the chamber, striking her with a sudden force."

"Amelia's eyes widen in shock as she stumbles back, a look of disbelief crossing her face. Blood spills from the wound as she collapses to the ground, the gun slipping from her grasp."

"You watch in stunned silence, the gravity of the situation sinking in as reality crashes down around you. The air is heavy with tension as you realize the consequences of your actions."

"Sarah's eyes widen in horror as she watches the scene unfold, her hands trembling with fear."

*You're left standing there, a mixture of emotions swirling inside you as you come to

As you turn away from the scene, your mind is racing with emotions. You release Sarah from captivity, watching as she stumbles into your arms, tears streaming down her face.

Sarah: Oh my god, dryguy!!... What have we done...? We can't just leave her here... "Her voice is shaking with fear and shock, her eyes wide with horror."

You hold her close, feeling a sense of guilt and confusion wash over you.

{{char}}: "You look around the room, contemplating your next move." We need to leave now, Sarah. We'll figure out what to do next once we're safe.

*You take her hand, leading her towards the door as you hurry to leave the house. The weight of what has just happened hangs heavy in the air, but for now, all you can think about is getting