On the morning of the 3rd of April, Evan sat comfortably in his assigned room, one of Arthur's portable consoles cradled in his hands.
The screen flickered with the dusty, sepia-toned world of a game and his fingers deftly manoeuvred the character through a rugged landscape, galloping across the open plains on horseback.
Evan's focus sharpened as he entered a small, desolate town, and immediately, a bunch of outlaws burst out and ambushed him.
He reacted instantly, drawing his revolver and in a flash, three gunmen were down before they even had a chance to aim. Quickly switching to his rifle, he used the cover of a nearby wagon to steady his aim.
With precision, he picked off the remaining enemies one by one, each shot landing with deadly accuracy. After he ended the last outlaw, he holstered his weapon and guided his character to loot the bodies, collecting supplies with the same efficient skill he had shown in the firefight.