The man with a chainsaw in a raincoat is on a killing spree.
The white mask on his face, in this gloomy, stormy weather, amplifies the horror by over fifty percent.
Thud! Thud!
The black rain boots on the chainsaw man's feet don't quite fit, but they're no hindrance to his agility.
The spinning chainsaw strikes the steel shelf, producing a stream of sparks with a grating screech.
The chainsaw man grabs the shelf and hurls it out, using it as a barricade to intercept these 'smelly rats.'
The supermarket is in utter chaos!
"Don't run around, let's go at it together!"
Someone calls out.
Everyone wants to join forces to get rid of this uninvited guest, but the problem is...
Who will lead?
Having just purified a set of rules pollution, according to past experience, there are at least three or four more rounds to go, and getting hurt now means the chances of dying are too high.
"A scattered sandpile!"
