Drive to the nearest hospital

From Create Your Own Story

You're wounded, and you need medical attention. Syria is a war zone right now, and the hospitals must have many injured civilians. It shouldn't be too hard to blend in with them. You plan on using your original cover story if you were ever asked what you were doing in Syria in the first place - that you were a Lebanese businesswoman from Beirut on an important business trip to Damascus.

You pull up to the hospital. Your AK-47 and knife you lock in the Jeep's trunk. The Walther stays with you, just in case the shit hits the fan. You can say that a businesswoman needs protection in this dangerous time and place. You wouldn't be able to explain the silencer, though, so you leave that locked in the trunk too.

A young Syrian doctor sees you. He takes care of your wounds and gives you some medicine for the pain. You give him your businesswoman story, claiming that you were caught in the crossfire when a gunfight between pro-Assad and anti-Assad militias broke out. All the time he has been with you, he has been giving you strange looks. You wonder if it's because he's attracted to you or a more sinister reason.

When he's finished, you thank him and prepare to leave. Suddenly he blocks your way and gives you a cold stare.

"I've been observing all the little things about you," he says in an eerily calm voice. "And I don't think you're a businesswoman, Lebanese or otherwise. I think you're something else. I'm not sure what you are, but I'm sure the authorities will be able to find out. However, if you did a little something for me, I could conveniently forget about all this."

You try not to let your fear show. "What do you mean by do a little something?"

He smiles evilly and unzips his pants.

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Walther PPK, data drive, cyanide capsule

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