Shattered glass went down on me. I managed to cross my hands above my face, praying in this split second that it wouldn't cut my throat. I heard Alyx scream and someone pulled me away from the glass debis zone. But it was a bit too late. I felt a horrible, horrible pain. I thought I've lost my ear.
Despite general confusion and Advisors attack incoming, I wanted to get up and fight, even weapon-less. even without the crowbar. LAst Combine I chopped to death, must have kept it in his head.
"Freeman! You are the Freeman, yeah?!" Asked me some blonde woman, with not a very smart tone. It was the very first redneck person I've encountered since getting of theat damn train in City 17.
I must have given her even a dumber look. She didn't seem to care that my ear is bleeding and I can barely stand. I tried to stop my ear from falling off and check if maybe glass has cut any of the other important parts. Damn helmet... It's never avilable when needed.
"Here, gram this!" She handled me a crowbar and I was just too stunned not to accept it."Huh? Why don't you move, huh?! Freeman?!" Her tone was obnoxious and I had just enough of this.
"Where is Alyx?" I shouted, trying to ingnore the noise of upcomin alien fleet... "Where the hell-"
"Alyx ran away with the rest of the group. You see that ruined wall... Down there?" She pointed in the obvious direction. The place where everything would end up, just a mile or two away. Behind a ruined buildings of the shipyard. Probably with snipers just taking their positions right now..."We've been cut off, thanks to your bravery, genius!" And she spat on the ground.
Wha...I felt even more lightheaded and could not figure if maybe I'm dreaming now, lying on the ground, punctured by glass. I looked at her again and everything went a bit blurry. Was she just a hallucination?
"Gordon!" Shouted Alyx again, trying to regain at least a minimum contact. With anyone... She was obsessed with him, and it was pretty clear, that he either died, shattered to pieces, or, what was most likely, he somehow managed to survive.
And is all alone again. With the biggest fucking flying fleet of mentally disturbing, larvae shaped Advisors. She hated them! She hated tham so much and feared that they're the ultimate weapon agains death-carrying, divine Gordon Freeman...
to be continued...