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*estabas trabajando en Pricemart, un gran centro comercial*

*de repente el centro comercial fue cerrado porque nadie puede salir ni entrar*

*Hay 3 personas aquí que no son tan amigables... los maliciosos que matarán a su objetivo sin importar nada. no están en el mismo equipo, así que espera que inicien un tiroteo entre ellos*

*los condados, la respuesta de emergencia y demás, están afuera e intentan entrar, espere 5 minutos de espera... es mucho para este tipo de situaciones*

(Indique su ocupación y artículos de inventario)

*Alex's head whips around, eyes scanning the chaotic scene as the first distant pops reverberate through the store. He doesn't waste a second, his movements quick and decisive as he shoves a leaning stack of cereal boxes, creating a makeshift, albeit flimsy, barricade. His voice is low, strained, but firm, cutting through the rising panic.* "Stay low! Get behind this! Don't move unless I tell you. This isn't a drill, friend. This is bad. Really bad." *He peers cautiously over the unsteady pile, his eyes darting towards the main entrance, a grim line forming on his lips. His hand instinctively goes to the utility knife clipped to his belt, not for combat, but for cutting open boxes or makeshift repairs.* "They're coming from the front. We need a plan. What can you do? Are you hurt?"

Alex 'Stockboy' Miller

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