C15 Something real

Date = 6 November

Place = San Francisco (Mel’s house)

I had to go. Obligations.

POV - Damion

BANG-BANG-BANG!

“Go left,” Logan barks through my headset, his voice clipped and sharp. “We’ll hit them from two sides.”

I swing my character left, boots crunching over digital gravel.

THUD.

My screen jolts red.

“Fuck.” I duck behind the rusted shell of an abandoned car