The Start
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“It just did?!”
“This is the parking ticket and the keys to your car, it’s on the second floor, 358 slots. Go and use it to go wherever you want, but don’t leave Metro Manila. You can look for the location of other players using the phone I just gave you.”
As Dreign’s heart raced, he opened the phone and six blips appeared on his screen, indicating the player’s location. All six of them are in the area of Quezon Avenue, meaning they are all in the same district. The nearest one is just 8 kilometers away and is now moving towards his location.
“s**t…!”
“Look, Dreign, relax. I want you to get through this. You have a ten minutes headstart. You can use it to take in as many faces as you can, but for all you know, the hunters are already moving towards this location, or you can run your ass off. There are three Fs, kid: Fight, flight or freeze. The third CQB 11 KMR-A one gets you killed.”
Upon hearing his words, Dreign hurriedly prepared to leave, taking the keys and the suitcase given by Sanchez, he ran off towards one of the comfort rooms of the mall. Along the way, Dreign was looking at his phone to track the enemy. They are moving so fast, indicating that they are in a vehicle.
The reason he wanted to go to the comfort room is to see the thing inside the package.
As soon as he got there, he rushed to one of the stalls, locked it, and opened the suitcase where he found a number of armaments he recently ordered for this game’s purposes.
A Glock 17 with eight KCI 9mm 17-Round Polymer Magazine, Assault Rifle with 10 magazines, kevlar vest, and a tactical knife.
Seeing that they are all accounted for, Dreign wastes no time as to get out of the mall and find his vehicle parked on the second floor of the parking area.
Since there's no enemy near him at the moment, He walked straight to the exit with his head low.
Outside of the mall, he looked for the black vehicle he ordered before the game.
After spending about five minutes looking and searching, he finally got to its location.
In front of him, a grey H1 Hummer that he always dreamed of getting. But sadly, he got it in an illegal way by participating in a game where murder is not prohibited.
Well, it’s not prohibited, no one gives a hundred million dollars randomly without doing anything.
Well, it’s not his concern for now. His main priority is to survive and leave this game in one piece.
Putting the suitcase at the back of the hummer, Dreign entered and inserted the key.
The engine roared, ready to roll out.
The player's last location was about 4 kilometers away, there’s only one minute window to see the player's location, after that, they go dark.
Assuming that players are coming to this mall to confront him, Dreign makes a decision to leave before they arrive.
Even though there’s no way for the players to know the identity of the player without them having bumped into each other or identifying them by scrutinizing people’s behavior, Dreign played it safe by leaving this mall.
With his H1 Hummer roaming on the streets of the expanse highway of Quezon Avenue for one hour. His phone chimed.
Dreign glanced at the phone and saw a notification saying 100,000$ was deposited in his account.
Shocked by the huge amount of money being deposited into his account, he realized one crucial aspect of the game.
For every hour passed, the enemy player can see your location for one minute.
Dreign gulped and opened the map of his phone.
His eyes widened…
Approximately 50 meters away from him, there was a blip. The car was currently running at 60 kilometers per hour yet the distance of the blip from him didn’t change.
There’s only one thing that can explain this situation.
Dreign looked at his rearview mirror, scanning everything behind his vehicle.
What he feared could’ve possibly turned true.
A black sedan, BMW brand, was trailing his car’s movement.
At first, Dreign tries to change lanes after lanes. The black sedan followed. Declaring that he is a participant of the game and is hunting him.
There’s no other reason for an ordinary driver to follow wherever he goes.
Beads of sweat trickled down his face as he wondered. “Is he going to do it here? It’s only been an hour.”
Yes, it’s only been an hour and his enemy is craving for action.
Up ahead, while traversing the road, there was a huge traffic jam. It was not caused by an accident, rather it was due to a traffic light with a long timer. Three minutes to be exact.
Dreign was constantly watching the car that followed him. It was two lanes to the right and eight cars behind away from his current position.
Rapping the wheel as he impatiently waits for the traffic light to go green, tension is rising.
There are many civilians between them. If the player is reasonable and civilized, he won’t do it here.
He hoped that was the case.
There are only twenty seconds left before the traffic light goes green. According to his memory, he didn’t want to take an eye out for his enemy who could cause trouble.
Ten…nine…eight…seven…
Counting the seconds in his mind, Dreign’s wish was granted. It looked like the player wouldn't do any reckless move to cause a scene in the middle of the road…
Taking back what he just thought, his mouth slowly widened.
Approximately five seconds away before the red light turned to green light. The black sedan’s front door opened.
A person came out of it.
A well-groomed blonde-haired foreigner wearing a blue suit, giving the impression of a businessman. Judging by his appearance, it appears that this gentleman came from a western country, probably Europe.
The cars behind him honked, ordering him to move away, but he paid it no heed.
Instead, he pulled out something from his back pocket, a comb. He combed his hair to perfection as he used the mirror of his car to see his reflection.
But it’s odd to see a foreigner doing that in public. Dreign’s heart rate began to speed up rapidly.
He felt something it’s about to go down.
Despite the blaring honks of the cars behind him, probably infuriated because of the delay he caused. The gentleman opened his trunk.
Dreign can’t see what he is doing, however, he can tell from his body movement that he is picking up something.
Seconds later, drivers honking at him started to get out of their car frantically.
Lowering the trunk to a close, Dreign’s eyes widened.
The gentleman carried an assault rifle. Not only that, there was a creepy smile on his face as he stared through Dreign’s eye.
It was a piercing gaze.
The gentleman aimed the assault rifle at his humvee and opened fire.
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