"Sydney! Get the hell out of here!" a worried Vaughn yelled, cupping
his hands around his mouth.
Sydney did not acknowledge his commands, and stepped towards one of the men with guns cautiously. He had his back to her, so she brought her laptop down on his head, jerking away his gun at the same time. She turned and saw Vaughn fighting with two other men, both equipped with guns also.
Suddenly, someone attacked her from behind, and knocked her to the ground. Then Sydney heard gunshots ring out, and the sound of heavy footsteps running away, out of the abandoned warehouse.
Sydney sprang back up, and looked around her. No sign of the attacker or the men anywhere. What was that by the door? Is that a person? She stepped closer, and saw that it was one of Vaughn's attackers lying there, dead by a gunshot wound to the chest. There was a grotesque tattoo of a skull dripping with blood with the words "EBC" below it.
A few feet next to the dead body, lay another person. Sydney could see the back of him, just the black suit and matching trousers. Sydney kneeled down next to him and turned him over gently. A sick feeling rose in her gut. She knew the back of the man. She had stared at it so often, and…She could see the wound on his chest also, and it was bleeding profusely. Her eyes moved from the wound to his gray and ashen face, and her eyes widened in shock, confirming what she wanted not to be true. iVaughn!/i
Sydney did not acknowledge his commands, and stepped towards one of the men with guns cautiously. He had his back to her, so she brought her laptop down on his head, jerking away his gun at the same time. She turned and saw Vaughn fighting with two other men, both equipped with guns also.
Suddenly, someone attacked her from behind, and knocked her to the ground. Then Sydney heard gunshots ring out, and the sound of heavy footsteps running away, out of the abandoned warehouse.
Sydney sprang back up, and looked around her. No sign of the attacker or the men anywhere. What was that by the door? Is that a person? She stepped closer, and saw that it was one of Vaughn's attackers lying there, dead by a gunshot wound to the chest. There was a grotesque tattoo of a skull dripping with blood with the words "EBC" below it.
A few feet next to the dead body, lay another person. Sydney could see the back of him, just the black suit and matching trousers. Sydney kneeled down next to him and turned him over gently. A sick feeling rose in her gut. She knew the back of the man. She had stared at it so often, and…She could see the wound on his chest also, and it was bleeding profusely. Her eyes moved from the wound to his gray and ashen face, and her eyes widened in shock, confirming what she wanted not to be true. iVaughn!/i