Through his scope, Dominic's attention remained laser-focused on the stairs, completely oblivious to his vulnerable position. His finger hovered over the trigger, ready to squeeze at the first sign of movement. Then, out of nowhere…
**BANG BANG BANG**
Thunderous shots pierced the air while Dominic's virtual body trembled as bullets tore through his back, his vision flickering before everything faded to black.
He respawned in the barn's ground floor, right beside the scattered hay he'd tumbled onto earlier. His fists clenched as rage bubbled up inside him.
"Son of a-" Dominic was dumbfounded, his voice full of anger as he kicked the nearby hay bale with all his might. "What in tarnation!"
Pieces of hay scattered across the floor as Dominic began to think about the farmhouse's layout, his teeth grinding as realization hit him. The only way Don could have gotten that shot was by camping beside the door.
