(Play cliché)
On the screen are fuzzy shadows in the haze / fog.
Sliding a sight. Always solving that the moving thing in front is THE target. Aiming/pointing, target centered. Shoot. It falls. Blurred.
Sound: astonishing neat and realist deflagration.
Well enough by realism and blur for questioning.
Appears a message: twinkles:
THIS IS NO GAME
Again the shadows pass by, and the target in the reach of the mouse seems to tell:
NEXT!
Could also be done alternatively with the message PLAY KILLS as a repulsive note on cigarette boxes.
(2 votes, average: 2,50 out of 5)
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