CH1: First Encounter

We go get that chest and turns out something nice awaits us. “Oh wow! Look!” She turns the box and it looks like a pistol. I take it carefully and try pressing the trigger but nothing happens. “The ammo, silly. Let me.” Grace takes the gun and finds a slot at the base to put one of those ammo sticks into. She does something to the gun, like pulling it back and aims at the wall. There’s a red spot at the wall and there’s a sound from the gun. “Wicked!!” She shouts and checks a screen on the top of the gun. “Ok… so… wanna test shooting your arm?” She asks excitedly and I feel stupid even hearing that.

“What?! No!” She sighs and aims at her hand and presses the trigger. Her hand turns red and she checks her bracelet. “Ok… not bad. I wonder…” She points at her chest and I watch in horror. Her chest turns red and she again checks her bracelet and quickly puts the gun down: “Oh fuck me! I’m at 5 health! Ah!” She quickly puts a usb stick of healing on her waist and checks: “I-I only heal 10 from that?! Oh god… I have just… four…” She looks at me beggingly and I feel like giving her a lecture but won’t. We end up taking some time healing her up and get her back to a 100. But it also takes all our medicine.

“What the heck… hand was just 15… chest was already 80! I almost died… Ah, dammit.” She sits down and I can’t hold it in anymore and mutter: “M-maybe don’t shoot yourself, hmm? Idiot…” She looks upset and we get up after some time. “I’ll take this, thank you.” I take the gun from the floor and Grace doesn’t complain. There’s a handy holder for it on the tool belt and I feel a lot more secure already.

We leave the room and suddenly we hear it. There’s footsteps at the end of the hallway. We see two girls walking. The other is that one white haired girl from earlier and the other looks a bit like the short blonde from earlier but is someone else. This one has cute pigtails. “H-hey!” I say and the girls stop and back away. “D-don’t shoot!” The pigtailed girl says and I realize the situation. I really should shoot, shouldn’t I? It’s the game, right?

I take the gun and point and see the girls panic and dive out of the way. Are they over exaggerating or something? I take cover behind the door frame and see them peeking: “Fuck you! We have a gun too!” One of them shouts and I feel a sudden adrenaline kick in. just a couple chest hits is apparently all it takes. “Shit!” Grace says as she hides behind me. Then we hear pistol shots from their direction and see the lights flash by. It’s obvious now when we are out of the room. The halls are filled with something like smoke or fog which makes the lasers visible. There’s a locker on the other side of the hallway and I quickly run to it, not getting hit and return fire. I can’t believe how shaky my legs are. It’s just laser tag, right?.

“No! Lucy! You were supposed to… ah, NO! Please! Please don’t shoot!” I hear struggle from behind the corner but I can’t risk to look. “Oh my god, please! Please! We’re with the pacifists! W-we got… we got jumped by… no, I can’t lose! I will show you, please spare me…” The girl starts crying and I listen while seeing my friend go by the wall towards them. I cover the corner as she makes her way closer. When she’s really close, I slide her the pistol and she looks around the corner. I hold my breath and she motions for me to wait as she goes look. I hear footsteps going farther and farther away until I can’t hear them anymore. In a way I just want to wait or even follow her, but without a gun, I suddenly feel helpless. I remember there being some other blue boxes in the other rooms we cleared and I hurry to one of them. The box is a little different shape and I find not a gun but a couple of blue cross medicine. I assume they are better and put them away for now.