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CHYOA Guru
"Fuck you." Nadya muttered at his lame joke. She was sure she heard a similar one before from someone her father knew.He chuckles. "The Bureau arranges good funeral. Brings tear to your eye." He leads her to the furthest booth from the door, where a case of ammunition has been placed. Down range, she sees that instead of a paper target, a model human has been placed, with ballistic gel for skin, and realistic reproductions of bones and organs. The range master hands Nadya some ear muffs, and stands back to let her work.
With a shrug, the teen expertly prepared and loaded the special ammo before taking careful aim at the head of the gel-dummy and firing the trigger.