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Carla squinted. "Where…?"

The victory fanfare blared, a tinny, eight-bit symphony. Pete’s character did a glitchy dance, one foot still clipping through the flagpole. rooftop snipers gitlab io

BOOP.

Pete panicked. He mashed the jump button. His character soared into the air, legs flailing, arms pinwheeling—a perfect, pathetic display of desperation. Carla smirked. She raised her rifle, took slow, deliberate aim at the apex of his arc. Carla squinted

And Pete, in a moment of flailing, accidentally pressed the "lean" button while jumping. His character folded backward like a piece of cardboard in a hurricane. The bullet whizzed past his digital nose. arms pinwheeling—a perfect

He was off-screen, out of bounds, and completely un-targetable.

"Goodnight, Pete," she whispered.