You are JB, a detective living in Chicago. You have a pistol and a police badge. You enter the forest where you believe the criminal you're searching for fled to. Suddenly , you hear a gunshot behind you.
> Look in the director of the gunshot, while sipping a cold hard seltzer from the local liquor store
You turn around and see a man with a shaved head wearing a black suit and tie holding an assault rifle. He looks like he's been drinking heavily.
> Hey buddy, put down that gun. You drinking white claw too?
The man doesn't even acknowledge your presence. He just points his weapon at you and fires.
Your body goes flying through the air, hitting the ground hard enough to cause a small crater. The bullet went straight through your chest and into your heart.
> take one final sip of white claw before i die
You drink another glass of white claw and then collapse on the floor. Your last words are "I'm sorry."
A few hours later, you're dead.
- YOU DIED! GAME OVER! -
The adventurous JB plays AI Dungeon. These are his adventures of adventure. (JB's entries are in Red, AI's generated response is in White.)
