No Stranger to Red Danger

"Fool!" he finally says. "Did you think these fake secrets would satisfy me? Now both you and Miss Sweetheart will die!"

The goons pin your arms behind your back, and Red Danger tears the envelope of real secrets from your expensive suit.

You can barely contain your anger. "What now, Danger? Are you going to place me in an easily escapable situation involving a needlessly protracted death and one or two inept guards?"

"Why no!" he laughs. "I learned my lesson about that the last time we met. Now, I'm simply going to shoot you with this sawed-off shotgun I have here."

"Damn you, Red Danger! You nefarious mastermind of evil!" you spit as Red Danger levels the shotgun to your face. You hear Miss Sweetheart scream...

1. ...and you spin out of the way of the blast, shoving one of the goons there instead and crushing the larynx of the other with a well-aimed punch.
2. ..and you die as your face has a close encounter of the worst kind with a shotgun blast.
3. ...and nothing happens. Succumbing to stereotyping, Red Danger begins a long and rambling recollection of the first time you fought.
4. ...Miss Sweetheart does something kewl.
5. .. and you pull out yourshoe phone, dialing 911.

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