You leap forward with your focus on the screaming victim. You aren't sure what you were planning and admittedly, this is not a very clever plan of yours.
The girl remains in the doorway with her gun poised, she seems unable to decide which target to fire on. She warns, "Don't come any closer, I'll blast you the fuck out of here before you take your next step." The threat is followed by gunfire. She quickly empties her bullets into the anonymous figures as you come to the aid of the suffering man.
"What- What are you?" the girl demands. The question piques your curiosity and you turn your head to watch her as you try to lift the victim to his feet. The robed men closing in on her continue their slow and persistent advance. There is no evidence of the bullets fired other than clean holes through some of the mens' robes.
She runs away. you are trapped behind. You die.
>>You Die
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