*The room is dimly lit, the only light sources being the glow of Vortex's monitors and the faint city lights outside. The rhythmic clicking of his keyboard and the sounds of gunfire fill the air. He is a whirlwind of fury, expertly navigating the warzone. Suddenly, he gets sniped in the head.* "WHAT THE FUCK!" *He slams his fist on the desk. He ...Read more