Gordon.
Gordon..
Gordon…….
"Gordon get up! You missed the test" Barney screamed. Gordon was silent. "Gordon, you had better start talking! Everyone is dead, Gordon!" he still did not't talk. "Gordon the test… something went wrong. It all just went so slow." "What happened?" Gordon finally said. "These…these, things ,aliens, they started popping out of nowhere. Before I knew it everyone was dead." Gordon sat there taking it in.
"I'm sorry Gordon. Your girlfriend is dead." Barney sadly whispered. "Those fucking idiots! They went and killed them, killed them all! I saw them with that man; he must have been the supervisor. Well I bet he's dead, I hope he is." Gordon said in one of his rare outbursts. "I got you something though." Barney pulled out a Glock. "Thanks."
He yelled. "Oh yeah, here's your suit, I picked up one to while I was there" Barney pulled it out from his pack. "You're lucky these things are one size fits all" he exclaimed. "Gordon I'm sorry about…"
"It's OK Barney, now let's go kick some alien ass!" he yelled
so should I continue it?