Head to the roof
From Create Your Own Story
Jogging through the halls, avoiding any dead bodies, you come across a large staircase. You take a quick peek down, and greeted by a dozen SWAT members gearing up to catch you. Luckily, they haven't seen you, so you make it to the roof with no trouble.
Shit. If you had done more research before blindly accepting this job, you might have figured out that the roof is basically a big loop, some great assassin you are. But you'll have to roll with the punches. A door near you slams open, and a SWAT member creeps out. You spin around to shoot him, but double over in pain as a bullet tears through your abdomen. You are thrown off your feet and onto the rough roof as another bullet slams into your shoulder. You were annoyed when that damn Secret Service agent ruined your shot, now you're fucking pissed. Quickly getting onto your feet, you shoot the SWAT guy in the side, missing the Kevlar vest and going through a few vital organs. Three more come stumbling up the stairwell through the door, and you shoot the lead in the head, sending his body falling backwards, taking another agent down with him. The last manages to avoid them, but you quickly shoot him in the throat. As the adrenaline starts to wear off, the reality starts to sink in. You're at the top of the White Hosie bleeding from two gunshot wounds, surrounded by SWAT, Secret Service, Police Officers, and all types of media.
The whole shitfest is accentuated by the sound of a shotgun being pumped.
Using the last of your strength, you turn around and come face to face with a SWAT member. A few seconds of dead silence occurs between the two of you, and it feels like hours as you slowly lose strength. Using your finger, you start to slowly push against the trigger, at a speed that he would not notice. At the last second you jam you finger back, pulling the trigger and shooting him in the eye. At the same time, you are hurled backwards as a shotgun shel hits you in the chest. Your chest flares in agoninzing pain, and you kniw exactly what was in the shotgun. "Rocksalt" you mange to mutter as your vision fades.
- Well....shit
