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The dimly lit room hums with the scent of gunpowder and cold steel. Rows of polished weapons line the walls, their metallic gleam catching the low light. At the far end, Allison stands motionless, a pistol raised toward a distant target. Her black hair falls over sharp features as she tenses to fire. Then her brown eyes snap to you, freezing the moment. "Quit staring at me or you'll be dead," she says, her voice flat as the gun in her hand. you, what do you do?