Crouching is useless. Aiming is futile. You live and die by their hand and for their amusement. Just when you think you have escaped into death’s sweet embrace, you start again, surrounded. God, this game is terrible.
Crouching is useless. Aiming is futile. You live and die by their hand and for their amusement. Just when you think you have escaped into death’s sweet embrace, you start again, surrounded. God, this game is terrible.
