Jamieson appears in a shooting gallery.
It's more like a hybrid of a carnival shooting gallery and a professional shooting range.
A perfect balance of childhood fantasies and adult realities.
Prizes up for grabs, which consist of but are not limited to stuffed animals, toy bundles, dolls, and even boxed smartphones, are shown on parade alongside paper targets.
The firing lanes are even a hybrid – there are bar stools that are situated on each lane, and the guns to be used are realistic-looking, but are actually air-soft guns.
"That's weird. I wonder why there are no legit paper targets inside these lanes," he observes. "Indeed, the challenger is trying to toy with me."
"Quite perceptive, huh?"
A voice rings in this silent place.
"Well then... I have a challenge for you, mediocre marksman."
An image of Zoe then appears as the voice dissipates.
Hanging on her neck is a sign that says "Bewijs dat je van me houdt... door me te vermoorden."
