SCRA Recruitment Centre

[mtjsmith]

Vladimir stepped outside his room and borrowed the "Gone to Lunch" sign from Commissar Mendal's room.

"Alica my dear, I hear there is an exquisite chicken salad being prepared."

He twirled the shotgun around in his arms.

"The rest of you, all this work has given me quite an appetite. Alica, lock the blast door. Oh and duck."

The secretary, after years of experience in the recruitment sector, did as she was told.

*CLICK*, BANG, *CLICK*, BANG, *CLICK*, BANG

Once all the remaining recruits were dealt with in an efficient manner. Vladimir briskly strode off down the corridor. He heard some moaning behind him.. It seemed someone was still alive.

"Oh, who doesn't have the common courtesy to die when told?! HMM?!"

Silence.

"I thought not."

Vladimir turned on his heel and threw a grenade behind his head.

*BOOM*

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