⚔️Serberia

"Amazing," Alessia thought, lying face down on the dirty floor of the abandoned house, feeling a small piece of lead turning some, probably important, organs in her body into a flattened, bloody mess. How uncouth, how vulgar... But first and foremost, it was very, very painful. "I knew it would end this way. And what did I do to deserve all this..." She wanted to pity herself further or mentally curse everyone responsible for her current situation, but her consciousness left her too quickly. Of course, it was still too early to die. Her exile in Elheim was supposed to last another week, and she had hoped that everything would end so simply... The new week began with training in the Artery, and as Alessia paid for the service and remembered how much of her weekly salary it cost, a thought occurred to her that seemed brilliant at the time – why not try her luck at the casino? The money was right there, within reach, and it didn't require hours of wasted time or an idiotic outfit. At first, it seemed like a reckless idea: Alessia, of course, knew better than anyone that the casino always wins. But she was also quite sure that winning was still possible. Precise calculation, a dash of luck, a clear head – that's all it took. She understood how it worked, she knew arithmetic, she had a sense of money – so maybe it wasn't so stupid after all? And besides... It's one thing when these simpletons, Rehe or Reynold, lose game after game, but she, Alessia, wouldn't be so easily fooled. And in any case, she wouldn't lose all her savings, just a little, carefully, cautiously... With these thoughts, Alessia exchanged money for 60 chips and went to play roulette, first betting 5 on black.