Trauma Center: The One
Tyler's blonde hair bounced about as he ran faster than he had ever done in his life. Derek and Angie weren't far behind, as the men chased them. They turned a corner and the leading man pulled out a gun. "Why do all the baddies have to have guns?"
"In here." A man stood in front of him, with a holstered pistol and sword. "You three. In here. Now."
"Morpheus…" said the leading man as he aimed his pistol. Morpheus spin-dodged behind the large door, drew his pistol, sneaked his head around the corner, and started shooting. "They won't die. They'll just dodge it. Up the stairs."
