Jun 10, 2015
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Dell hated Red Snipers. Not all Red Snipers...there were a choice few he liked, but unfamiliar, murderous, with the intent of humiliating him over and over again were ones he tended to avoid like the plague.
Like the one now. He kept himself planted firmly behind a wall, glaring hard at the little red dot zipping around on the wall not too far from him. They were taunting him, waiting for him to peak out and check if the coast was clear. Like that was going to happen anytime soon.
Maybe there was another way around to get the Sniper?
