The server went haywire. It didn't make any sense... Instead of it being counter-terrorists against terrorists... Every race suddenly had a mind of its own... All were different... All wanted to live... But some were not willing to let others live.. And so it began. The survival of the fittest...
*Woosh* *woosh* *woosh* *stab* *stab* *stab* Panorama, dragonfly (NPC's) have been killed.
Day 1 begin. With 14 alive, it takes 8 to lynch.