The morning light crept over Gordon Freeman. His subconscious recognized this pleasant feeling, and urged him to open his eyes. Slowly, his eyelids forced themselves open and his body began to awake. The smell of the untouched wilderness had disguised the fact that the remnants of the Combine were still on watch for him. He laid solemnly and silently, taking in the lush greenery and sounds. Suddenly his mind flashed back to a nightmare he had had that night.
Get ready Mr. Freeman. You have a day ahead of you... Intoned the voice of the man in the blue suit.
There is still plenty of fun to be had...