It was down to two people in that match, me and Mr. Riley. Both at half health and desperate to get out. Mr. Riley had been decoding while I kited, it wasn't before long that the hunter got a hold of me. Not remembering what happened after that I was sitting behind a wall with blood flowing down my face. Looking to the right of me Mr. Riley had gotten chaired across the playing site.
Closing my eyes, whispered with pleads that I get out of that game soon. Please, oh please let me go.
