Murder week was kick ass. I died by the second day, and only managed to kill one person before being killed, but around Evatt House everyone was talking, because I had a one kick butt CIA costume. I was robed in all black, and face paint. I even made a nametag and was called officer Rex T. Oh yeah. The first night I hide under my victim’s bed for two hours, but they never came, so I used my digital and got some recon photos of his class schedule. So the next day, I prepped in the morn and tailed him to his lecture. That didn’t work out, so I went back to his room, and hide under his bed again. Then began the wait. Little did I know two hours went by, but I had fallen asleep, so when he came in his room I didn’t get him because I woke up too late! But the next time, I slid out and bam. Had my first kill.
So then I received the name of my new prey. But decided to wait for more Intel till I made any moves. I gather enough for that day and went to bed. The next morning while still in bed I heard a knock on my door, and without thinking answered it, and shit. I was dead. My predator and snuck into our compound and disabled my alarm (empty glass bottle in front of the door). She was good. That ended my career in operations, but not in Intelligence. For the rest of the week I helped others gather info on their victims, and I invented a few scenarios to slay them in. Good times.
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