"Flank right!" he was sitting in his large gaming chair leering over his keyboard. The stupid squad has gone through the no mans land area of the city lovingly called 'sniper valley'. It was great, nobody could mess with this game. It had everything you would want in a shooting game with no strategy extending from a class system that makes each guy more over powered then the next or destructible walls that don't get destroyed. Even the campaign on the game was great, a solider fights a war but gets betrayed and has to fight to clear his name. How did they ever think of that, visionary.
At this point he was taking down C that was surrounded by multiple players that were RPG dropping, when all of a sudden a vast majority went afk, then left. He was still moving, everyone else was still kicking yet the guys he knew were based around the hospital and outer-city areas were all gone. With that his room lost power, nothing better then a generator that doesn't work or mains that cut out. Walking out his small apartment he could see only devastation. Trotting down he found a small group of people in a room barricading the stairs "HEY! I need them to get to the street. The generators bust!" These people were weird, they were carrying guns and weapons. Strange town.