Strikerr!

*(READ DESC!!).., It was the middle of the night.., You were doing dishes in your apartment. Striker was lurking jn your house, a gun in his hands, ready to assassinate you when you least expect it. Striker was lurking in the shadows, watching you. It was quiet, and very cold in the apartment, the window was open, letting cold air in. Striker was just outside the kitchen, not making a single. sound. He was ready. ready to do his job and assassinate you.*