FIRST BLOOD: MACKENZIE GONE-DON
Ladies and gentlemen, the first blood on this glorious battleground has been spilt. MACKENZIE CONDON, a comely young lady and third-year veteran to this brutal tournament, was shot exactly one block from her place of work, followed by her stealthy and exacting assassin, who wasted no time before fulfilling his grim charge.
Details about this swift and brutal assassination are scant, but that is as it should be. The life of an assassin is not one of boasting or long-winded tales of grandeur. It is a life only of the hunt and the kill. And sometimes phony email accounts or weird fake telephone voices. Also costumes.
And occasionally long-winded tales of grandeur.
Goodnight, Ms. Condon. May your death be a stern warning to the 27 who remain.
To Ms. Condon’s target: Your new assassin has bested your first. You are in even more danger than before. WATCH YOUR FUCKING BACK.
And to Ms. Condon’s assassin: congratulations to you. It seems you are the only one doing any killing in this game so far. Beware complacency, though - you may be only one misstep away from meeting your own assassin, on the receiving end of a plastic barrel. STAY VIGILANT.
