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I had to do a mission because of a mysterious voice on the phone. I had to do what she said, or when the countdown on my arm reached zero, I would die. I followed the coordinates she gave me, and I arrived near the beach. His phone rang. “Carver! It is me! Here is your first mission! You must save a girl who is being chased by her bad ex-boyfriend! He wants to kill her!” “She is on the beach!” Carver looked at the beach. A girl was running away. She was being chased by a black car. Tire