It's a cold, dusty night. You're fast asleep, in the midst of a nightmare....
"Don't make a sound"
You open your eyes to see a blaster pointed at your head. The speaker, under the cover of darkness, is a dark shadow. Fear envelopes you...a fear so real that you know that this nightmare is real.
Pure Terror has a tight grip; you can't even scream as the mysterious attacker fires his weapon.
MERITS is 150.
