Colin decided to take offensive action, the board could creak and draw attention to him. But he lacked a gun, and as he got ready to begrudgingly pull the board loose, he noticed a weird rock; the rock looked rubbery... fake almost. Actually, it was a fake rock, and Colin flipped it over to find a box. He opened the box and grinned.
"Perfect."
Inside was a beautiful assembly: sturdy stock, ergonomic trigger grip, a sleek and powerful mach 3 velocity barrel. All in all a great looking sniper rifle, but it was missing something.
"Where's the scope?" Colin said as he shifted through the box. He looked as hard as he could, but there was no scope, just a note that read:
'Scope's broken, find replacement in town.'
"Well, guess I'll do this... MLG style." Colin said to himself as he assembled the rifle and loaded in the one round he found in the case.
He ran along the fence, and swerved around the fence, everything moving slower as he did. The guard was about to go inside when he noticed the fat guy running at him, and as he reached for the shotgun he was about to set by the front door, Colin jumped forward with a 360 degree spin....
onto his side as his should cracked and the one shot he had grazed the man's left arm. The man ran up to the pudgy shooter and pinned him down with the shotgun inches away from his forehead, as Colin's pupils shrunk to pinpricks and a loud PFFFFFFFFT filled the air as he crapped his pants.
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Game Over: Quick! Pretend you were aiming at a bim- *BLAM!* ..... nevermind.