K/V: Victim
Name: Elena
Age: 18
Sex: F
Characteristics: See image
Scene: While her friends have gone out drinking, Elena has opted to stay in her dorm room, all alone.


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He watched Sarah sit in her usual spot at the Starbucks, a vente mocha latte in one hand, her phone in the other, earbuds plugged in. The young woman was smiling, and the man imagined what she was feeling happy about. Perhaps a text from her boyfriend? Maybe something from her mom?

He sighed. There was that feeling again, the same feeling he got every time he was "on the job". He lifted his head and peered down the magnified optic, keeping the crosshairs squarely on Sarah's chest. Center mass, the cluster of vital organs that would guarantee a fatal wound.

The man exhaled, and slowly squeezed the trigger until he felt the clean break. The point of no return. The firing pin struck the primer, sending a .30 calibre projectile flying down range. The rifle kicked, a flat POP emanating from the fat silencer attached to the muzzle.

The round cleared 800 feet in under a second, punching into Sarah's chest and drilling through her sternum main body. The jacketed soft point projectile began to expand, carving a large wound cavity through her heart and right lung before exiting out her back in a spray of blood. The young woman flew back, knocking over her chair and crashing into a young couple entering the coffee shop.

Even from his sniping spot, the man could hear the shocked screams. He smiled, and collected his rifle, ejecting the spent case and dropping it into a nearby dumpster.
Another hit completed.