Category Archives: Tournament Chronicle

I absorbed the ten-foot fall with bent legs, and the son was so surprised to see someone jump off the tower that, even slightly shocked by the drop, I still had a second’s head start on shooting him.  Three shots … Continue reading →

The following takes place between 7pm and 8pm I grabbed the sharp metal edge of the culvert opening and jumped, pulling myself into drainpipe with some difficulty.  I sprinted the length, and when a person appeared in my field of … Continue reading →

The roof was pretty standard looking.  Brick retaining walls keeping people from falling, either off the roof entirely, or onto the varied levels between the library towers.  HVAC equipment was scattered about, humming quietly.  I got my next assignment from … Continue reading →

The following takes place between 6p and 7pm I hit the locking bar of the door with my shoulder and sprinted out into the inferno-like parking lot.  Even lacking air-conditioning, the interior of the mall had been a still, low … Continue reading →

I picked out the next battlefield without even seeing the street number.  I could just tell the uSoak guy had picked it for its look: A deserted, empty mall of aquamarine glass and red brick.  When you’ve lived in big … Continue reading →

The following takes place between 5pm and 6pm I pressed the send button on my phone and brought it to my ear.  “Hello?” A recorded voice on the other end said “Clark gas station, twelve hundred eighty block of University.”  … Continue reading →

The Hotel Sierra was just a quick hop across the river and lateral from where I was now.  I parked the car and crossed the scorching hot parking lot quickly.  The cool shade of the interior was welcome, and I … Continue reading →