First Great Massacre

When the final preparations were completed, Rimel in the front and Sukrucuk, who looked like the rock stars of the eighties right behind her, were entering the Social Media Zone.

It did not surprise me that we were not alone as we watched them holding our breath; because of what had happened in the last two days, a vast crowd followed us wherever we went.

Other Sinner couldn't ask anything because we had cut many of them by falling into a Fugitive situation. When they were killed by us, after they learned that they went to eight hours of torment, the Sinners became like cats that had spilled milk.

"Brother, go a little deeper. We come to you in the slightest mishap!"

When I shouted to speed up the two teammates slowly, Sukrucuk, all eyes on him, waved his hand as if showing a little anger. Then I could tell from the movements of his mouth as he hurried forward.