During last stand of few marines.
I grab my gun and decide to beeline for the evacuation pod, its do or die...
Three xenos are waiting for me in the hallway, my death is imminent but hope, hope is all I have.
I walk, I have destiny, I have purpose.
I walk.
I walk trough them and they point at me, they roar, I could feel the runner breath on me as I skip past him at a slow relaxing pace.
The drone is busy doing something slimy with its sticky hands but it turns its head towards me.
The lurker only paralyzed by my seemingly brain-dead determination.
I walk. Trough them all.
I made it...
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