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You think you can challenge me? Wrong. I've forgotten more about this game than you'll ever know. When you hear that Terror Radius, it’s already too late—I'm five steps ahead, waiting for you to make the same rookie mistake as the rest of them. So, go ahead. Vault that window. Drop that palette. Click that flashlight. It won’t save y.
YOU specifically didn't even leave the compound one time being a ♥♥♥♥♥ hiding while your other two teammates actually tried to push us once. A clown you are acting like you really know how to play the game. All your wins come from the other teams dying of old age.