"FWLS23" - читать интересную книгу автора (A Future We'd Like to See)

Typical.

Map. Computer picks... umm... who the heck WAS this?
Looked to me to be some sort of cop type... few facial scars,
nasty look.

"That's Harry," the voice said. "New character we added in
for this version. Hey, if you get out of this alive, tell us
what you think of his strategy..."

"ROUND... ONE. FIGHT!"

He's just sitting there. Sipping some coffee. Not
attacking. What a wimp. Walk forward. Jab punch should get his
attention.

I spilled his coffee. He doesn't look real happy. Pulls
out a Magnum-- BLAM!

"YOU... LOSE."

OW! OW! OW! OW! OW! OW!

"ROUND... TWO. FIGHT!"

Pain gone. Not fun at all. Okay, play waiting game. Sit
here. Don't do anything. Harry still drinking coffee. Ponder
humanity. He's still drinking. Finished coffee. Pulls out a
Magnum-- BLOCK!

Bullet doesn't hurt? How lame. You couldn't block. A lead
slug in reality. Harry looks mad. FLEE.

Background is a police station. Run inside. Nothing behind
it?!? Oh, makes sense. All players need to see. Is the FRONT
of the building. Umm. Harry looking in through 2-D window.
Idea.

Push the entire wall over. 2-D police station flattens
Harry. Squish.

"YOU... WI--"

I fell backwards, hand losing its grip on the joystick. A
few techs rushed to my aid, getting slight static shocks from
touching me (apparently I wasn't grounded), but after a few yelps
of pain I was on my feet.

"He needs work," I finalized.