> "How about that then?"
You are still a little hesitant to accept the offer, but you know it has to be done. You need money for your family and you can't do that if you don't have a job.

> You say "I'll do it"
You agree and tell them the first thing you need to do is get a gun, that way you'll be able to stand up for yourself if they try to mug you on the way to work.

> You go to the gun store.
After asking around at your local gun store, you manage to get yourself a cheap 9mm handgun. You figure you'll be able to handle three or four crooks before you need to reload.

> You go to the pickup point and get the package.
You go to the meeting point in an alley near the docks, where you are handed a package. You open it to find a cheap 9mm handgun.
"Here's your gun kid, have fun at work."

> You say "Cool, now I have two guns I guess. What am I supposed to do with it?"
"Whatever you need to, but don't go shooting people without a license in the city. If you do, you'll be wishing you hadn't."
"Sure thing."

> You say "Where can I get a license to shoot people?"
"Get a shotgun or rifle and you should be fine. If you want, I can get you some black market guns, but they're more expensive and harder to get."

> You say "But don't I need a license? You just said I did, unless that was a joke?"
"Nope, you're fine. You'll do fine kid, but I suggest you learn how to shoot soon."
You nod and run off, eager to try out your new gun.

> You practice shooting at a stump in a local park.
You head to the park and find a nice stump to shoot at. You take aim and fire, missing the target completely.
Not bad, you think to yourself, not bad. You try again, but fail again.

> You keep practicing your aim.
You keep practicing your aim until you finally get a bull's eye. You feel pleased with yourself and take a break to admire your handiwork.
Not bad, you think to yourself, not bad.

> You walk back home.
You walk back home and take a shower before eating dinner. Your mother notices that you're excited and asks what's wrong.

> You say "Some guy gave me a gun, it's really cool here take a look!"
Your mother doesn't seem particularly excited by this, she just looks worried.
"What? What happened?"
"Nothing, we need to eat though, is dinner ready?"
"Yes, it's almost ready."

> You eat dinner while looking at your new gun.
After eating, you decide to clean your gun as you do every night. You remove the clip and ensure it is fully loaded, before placing it in a small box that you keep under your bed.

> You sleep soundly.
You sleep soundly, the box under your bed keeping it secure. You don't have a lot of money so you aren't worried that someone will steal it.

> You go meet the person who gave you the gun the next day.
The next day you head out of the house at about 10am. Your mother doesn't ask where you're going, she just kisses you goodbye and says she loves you.

> You go find the guy who gave you the 9mm.
You head to the general area where you think he lives, and as you're walking down the street you find him.
"Hey, are you the guy who gave me a gun? I'm supposed to meet you at the docks in half an hour."
"Yeah, that was me. I trust it's working?"
"Yeah, it is."

> You say "I took some practice shots at a stump yesterday and it worked great."
"Show off, well you'll be ready to kill someone with it in a couple of hours, so get ready."
"What do you mean? I mean how do I get more prepared?"
"Get yourself to a police station, and then go kill someone with the gun you have. The practice will really help you."
"But what if I mess up? Then the guy I'm supposed to kill won't die and I'll get in trouble?"
"Fuck, I didn't think about that. Well, you should have enough time to go do that before the deadline.

> You say "Ok... shall I go to a police station now then?"
"Yeah, I think that would be a good idea. I have a contact there who can get you set up."
"Great."
You start walking to the police station with your gun in hand.

> You look for the contact you need to meet.
You walk around the police station for a bit before finding the contact, who happens to be a detective. He is talking with someone when you walk in.

> You say "Hey, you know the guy right? I'm supposed to talk with you."
"Yeah, that's Captain Flemming, go ahead and talk with him, I have something to track down on another case."

> You go into Captain Flemming's office.
You walk into the office, and find yourself staring at a man about your age, also wearing a police captain's uniform.
"So you're the guy the detective was talking about." The man says.

> You say "Umm yeah, I was told to shoot someone in here."
"Ha ha, yes we will have plenty of time to get to know each other during this exercise. Now, are you ready to go?"
"Yes."

> You raise your gun and point it at Captain Flemming.
You fire your gun, hitting him in the stomach. He falls back in his chair, looking shocked.
"What the fuck did you shoot me for, you little fucksham[4]!

> You say "the guy, he told you to!"
"He what?"
"He told me to shoot you, I didn't think it would actually work though."
The captain, who is beginning to realize he's been shot, starts laughing.

> You say "I'm sorry, I think I need to shoot you again"
You fire, hitting him in the arm.
"Ow! What the fuck did you shoot me for?"
"The guy, he told me to."
"He told you to shoot me?

> You say "Yes, sorry I gotta keep shooting"
You fire two more shots, hitting him in the chest. He still looks mad, but you notice he's starting to lose consciousness.

> You say "Ok I'm going to go now, thanks Captain"
You quickly turn around and leave the building. You don't stick around to see if the captain is dead or not, you just run off as fast as you can.

> You go back home for dinner.
You rush back home for dinner. You're a little worried that the man might show up to kill you, but nothing of the sort happens.

> You eat a delicious dinner cooked by your mother.
After a delicious dinner cooked by your mother, you feel completely full and very tired. You go up to bed without speaking another word and fall asleep with no problems.

You are The Brick, a detective living in Chicago. You have a pistol and a police badge. You enter the forest where you believe the criminal you're searching for fled to. Suddenly, you are attacked by a werewolf!
You draw your pistol and fire, but the werewolf leaps upon you, knocking you to the ground. The creature bites into your arm, tearing through flesh and muscle. You scream in pain, as the werewolf's jaws snap shut on your arm, tearing off a large piece of flesh.
> You fight back.
You swing your pistol into the werewolf's face, but the creature barely even reacts. It swipes its claws at you, tearing through your chest and slashing open your heart. You collapse to the ground, dead.
The werewolf finishes eating your corpse, and leaves the scene to find a new meal.

You are Arnold Schwarzegger, a soldier trying to survive in a post apocalyptic world by scavenging among the ruins of what is left. You have an automatic rifle and a grenade. You have lived in this military bunker since the bombs went off. You wake up and report for duty to your commanding officer ask him what your next mission will be. He says he doesn't know, but he feels your skills could be better used in a combat role.

> You say "Get to the chopper!"
He nods and the bunker doors open, revealing a monstrous beast, a creature you have heard about called a "Harbinger". The bunker doors slam shut as the massive mutant charges at you.

> You say "Raaaaahhhh"
The mutant stops and looks at you strangely.
"Whaaaaa...?" it says, seemingly confused by your response.

> You say "hasta la vista, baby"
You aim your rifle and pull the trigger, but find that the weapon is jammed. The mutant charges at you, knocking you to the ground and smashing you in the head with its fist.

> You say "If it bleeds, we can kill it"
The mutant howls and falls to the ground, injured. You crawl towards your rifle, but the mutant grabs your head and smashes it into the ground, knocking you out cold.

> You say "I lied"
You wake up strapped to a chair inside the bunker, as mutants try to bash their way in.
"All humans must die!" one of them growls.

> You say "What a pain in the neck"
The mutants smash their way in, and you are killed.

> You say "I'll be back"
You wake up strapped to a chair inside the bunker, as mutants try to bash their way in.
"All humans must die!" one of them growls.