Chapter 4: Complications
"That's quite an interesting story Scott," said the blond haired Brit standing in the doorway.
"Hey Joe. Scott this is Joe, Joe this is Scott"
"Nice to meet cha' Scotty."
"Please don't call me that… do I really have to stay here… I want to leave, soon…"
"Well it can't be 'now' soon, it's already midnight. But either way you seem to valuable a person to just let walk out."
"Aww, come'on!"
"I'll be back to talk about your employment when you're less emotional… See ya' later Rookie."
"(Sigh)"
"Well it could be worse," said Karen
"How could it be worse!"
"You could be in Copenhagen getting your brains drilled out."
"Good point."
Karen looks at her watch. "Well I gotta go do my shift, I'll be back in the morning, good night."
"…Good night…"
Three hours later Scott burst from his sleep in a cold sweet. "God not again, I thought the nightmares would end after I got out of the woods. Maybe that's not why I'm having nightmares. Perhaps if I told someone… No! No one can know! I mean it's not like it's my fault they died." Scott pulls his legs closer to his body. "I didn't kill them, I didn't do anything!
"That's exactly it, you didn't do anything." Scott fired his head to face the mysterious man. "Maybe if you had done something they would still be alive." Scott struggled to see the mans face. All he could tell was that he was wearing a business suit. "I've been trying to write a 'job application' for you for some time now. But when I get to the part that addresses your 'history' I stop when I get to the ambush."
"Who are you?"
"Regardless you've still been very lucky. Coming in as 4th runner up."
"Runner up in what?"
"First place, Gordon Freeman. Second Place, Adrian Shepard. Third place, Barney Calhoun. Fourth place, Scott Stark. You just barley managed to beat Henry Hanson in fifth place."
"What are you talking about?"
"The world needs a hero Scott, and you're a runner up. I'm offering you a chance to become something of a Messiah to this dying planet. I will return in a few days when you have made your decision to join me. Until then, this is where I get off." Scott hadn't even noticed but he was standing in a dark void, the government type man turned to his left. A door seamed to open in front of him. He adjusted his tie and he stepped in. As he did another door popped up in front of Scott. On instinct he stepped in and found himself in the claustrophobic confines of the medical station…
