A twisted smile stretches across Jen Lee-Berg’s face as she levels her gun at you.

Thinking quickly, your hand reaches for the first thing it can find: A pair of solid pearl chopsticks. You raise them up in an “en-guard” fashion.

She barks out a cruel laugh as she shoots you twice.

The last thing you remember are two more shots ringing out, and the sound of your partner hitting the ground.

“Bitch shot me in th’ back. That ain’t right…” Your partner mumbles before…

The enveloping darkness.

What’s that? Up ahead? It’s bright… Oh. So this is what it’s like to die.