[b][u]Run, Don't Walk. Or You'll Run More[/u][/b] [b][i]Backbreaker-Location Hidden[/i][/b] Spectre walks up and down the lines of recruits doing pushups, a big smile on his face. He looked at a man that was slowing, shaking and barely getting through the pushups. He squats down next to the man with a water bottle. "Tired? Need water?" "Yessir." "Too bad." Spectre stands and walks away, getting glares from soldiers nearby. "Ladies, gentlemen, beings of undetermined sex, I didn't get much sleep last night. This isn't your fault, but you're going to pay for it." As the stations switch from cardiovascular exercises to muscular to weapon training, he grabs his sniper and lays down on the weapon range. He starts shooting, demolishing targets with one shot, the massive 80 cal round exploding the targets with little to no problem. He takes shot after shot, staying focused on the target. A man walks towards his, hands in his pockets, tall and strong. You watch the man pull a knife and step towards Spectre. [spoiler]Rescue him or make him rescue himself...[/spoiler]