Mia's cigarette smoke wafted in the dusty light of her stone-walled sniper nest, inhaling the only warmth for the day. Her rifle was resting too after its target was eliminated. Once a soldier, she was now a lone hunter camping in forgotten ruins. Like the castle, the world had moved on and had seen better days. She breathed out deeply, the smoke mingling with the wispy candle.

The door creaked open. The job had just begun.