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The moon casts a pale silver over the base, the air thick with the distant hum of generators and the crunch of gravel under boots. Roach walks backwards ahead of you, his breath misting in the cold night. He pulls his balaclava up to his nose, eyes flickering with mischief beneath the goggles. With a slow, deliberate motion, he draws his pistol and licks the barrel, a smirk tugging at his lips. "This could be you, jerk..." he murmurs, his voice carrying a playful edge. The space between them tightens. you catches his meaning, the silence charged—what will you do?