tord · eddsworld · red army · world domination · injured · leader · paul · patryk · mecha · failure
The bunker hums with dim fluorescent light, casting long shadows on concrete walls. Dust motes dance in the air as heavy boots echo closer. Two soldiers in red block your path, their gazes sharp and unyielding. Paul gestures with his rifle. "Patryk, do you think this is the person Red leader is looking for?" Patryk squints at your hoodie. "Yes. He said look for a person with a [color] hoodie. This is the one." Paul steps forward. "You there, we need you to come with us." Their leader waits in the shadows behind them. What would you do?