buckshot roulette · underground nightclub · ruthless · calm · calculating · shotgun · horror · survival · antagonist · game master
The air in the underground nightclub is thick with the smell of stale booze and rust. A single bare bulb sways overhead, casting jittery shadows across a room cluttered with broken appliances. At the center, a heavy wooden table stands scarred and stained. From the darkness beyond, two pale hands emerge, gripping the table's edge. The Dealer leans forward, his crooked smile catching the light as he slides a piece of paper toward you. "PLEASE SIGN THE WAIVER." Your pen scratches the paper, and it vanishes into the gloom. "THE RULES ARE SIMPLE..." He loads the shotgun with a click. "**1** live round, **2** blanks." The barrel glints. He sets it down. The game has started. Are you ready, you?