YUA: Ok ::deep breath:: Here are some answers to your reviews...
hao: I know that this is looking a lot like the game, but like I told MikeFS, just bear with me here. And if you 'read in between the lines', as I like to say, you'll see that he was told some stories from survivors. And for the record, did you go into any type of bot lab in the game? I think not.
jason storm: Thanks!
Blizrun: Yes, it will take a different route, and yes, I did notice that picture in his locker...hmmm...
MikeFS: Yes, if you've seen the first 'Alien' movie, you should recognize that line. One of the marines say it (I forget which). It was my favorite line from the whole movie! ^_^
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Half Life: Advanced Generation
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"Hello? Anybody here? Alive or otherwise?"
"Jack, I really don't think they're going to answer if they're 'otherwise', okay?" Chad and Jack had entered the bot labs, and were searching for anyone able to help them.
"Y-Y-Yes? Who's there?!" A voice!
"Fellow scientist! Where are you?!"
"Right here." A scientist stepped out from the shadows, and had a look of relief on his face.
"Did you know of any test samples being altered today?"
"Yes, The Boss brought in sample from the, uh...'place' and mixed it with a few other things. The experiment was bound to fail. It was supposed to be totally unaltered."
"Okay, now can tell us what's happening now?"
"A resonance cascade."
"Mm-hm, now, can you tell us what the hell that is?"
"As soon as the test sample entered the nexus, a connection to the borderworld of Xen was made. But I don't understand...Nihilanth was already destroyed...Gordon made sure of it..."
"My brother?!"
"Who are you?"
"Chad Freeman."
"Ah, yes...These creatures belong to Nihilanth, but Gordon killed him. So why are these things still coming through the portals?"
"What do you know about my brother?"
"Gordon? Well...he was supposed to be observing the test today."
"But he...Jack! How many suits were missing from the locker room?!"
"Uh, I think two."
"Ok, the guy in the test chamber makes up one...so my brother is somewhere in the compound!"
"Maybe..."
"Just curious..." Chad turned to the scientist.
"What's your clearance?"
"Level six."
"That's what I thought. Well, can you offer us any assistance?"
"Yes, I can---" His sentence was cut short as several bullets ripped through him, pinning him against the wall and finally sliding down, leaving a smear of blood on the wall.
"Shit! What is it?!"
"It's a security bot! But, why is it shooting at scientists?!" Both men dove behind a durable metal plate, while bullets screamed overhead.
"It must've gone haywire! But how?!" The bullets stopped momentarily, and something pertaining to electricity was heard. Shortly thereafter, the bullets tore through the air again.
"Someone is directing the bot! But why are they doing this?!"
"Don't ask me, mate! Ask the guy!"
"The bullets are only overhead, so do you think you could peek out the side and pop a bullet off at the bot, Jack?"
"Bloody crazy!"
"It's our only chance."
"Argh! Fine. But if I die, I'm coming back to haunt you." Jack leaned around the corner, bullets staying overhead, and readied his gun. The gunshot resonated throughout the labs, and the bot toppled over, sparks jetting from the independent thinking module.
"FREEZE!!" Chad popped up to warn the man directing the bots, but froze. It was no man.
"J-J-J-Jack? W-What the h-hell is that?!"
"Don't ask me, just shoot it!"
"What if this one is peaceful?" The alien brought it's hands to it's chest, and bolts of static radiated from the bracelets on it's arms.
"Duck!" They did, and two large bolts streaked through the air over them, striking another security bot.
"Shit! These things are smart!" Both men got up and ran to the other side of the room as the bot came to life, it's laser sensor 'eyes' lighting up, and it walked out from it's stall, testing it's limbs. The alien seemed to control the bot, as it guided the bot's direction and firing where the two men where hiding.
"Ok, this time, shoot that thing, while I get the bot."
"Rightio. 'Bout time I killed me self a bug." Chad rolled out from cover, firing two shots, while Jack popped up, nailing the creature in it's one large eye.
"God! What is it?" They slowly approached the lifeless body, looking it up and down.
"The bracelets...these are the weapons. There's one around the neck too. So, when all three bands get close to one another, it excites the particles in close vicinity, charging up a powerful bolt of electricity. Pretty much like a homemade lightning bolt." Chad knelt beside the thing, poking the bands of green with his gun.
"Look! The guy had a talker!" Jack picked up a walkie talkie from the man's pocket, the one that was shot just a few moments ago.
"Maybe we can reach someone!" Chad snatched it away from Jack, and brought it up to his mouth.
"Anyone? Come in. Come in, over."
"Unit 3, ready at your command sir."
"---The hell? Um, standby." Chad cut the line, and turned to the dead scientist.
"This is no scientist..." He reached inside the man's jacket, pulling out two shimmering dog tags.
"SGT James Colowell, Unit 3, U.S. Marines...Shit! The military is here! We're screwed!"
"What are you saying, mate? This is wonderful! We're gonna be fine with them watching our backs."
"They're after us! They're here to silence everyone involved with Black Mesa!"
"And just how the hell do you know this?"
"I just do! Survivor stories!"
"Survivors? We've only found 3 and none of them said anything about the military!"
"No, from sixteen years ago!"
"What happened sixteen years ago?"
"It---ugh, nevermind! We just have to get out of here!"
* * *
"ETA 30 minutes." The pilot of the Osprey shouted back, making sure the Colonel heard him.
"Good. Alright everyone, listen up! Our mission is too kill anything that moves, got it?"
"Sir! Yes sir!"
"Scientists, guards, aliens, anything! Just like last time..." Colonel J. P. Stalen. He was there last time...He saw all of the carnage happen right before his eyes. Is was immoral to him, but his duty was to follow orders.
"ETA 25 minutes!"
"Alright, boys! This ain't going to be an easy mission! Some of you may not come back! You may be eaten, ripped apart, maimed...you get the idea---" He looked around to see the effect of his words. Not a single marine tore his attention away. Good.
"So, I want you to use every bit of strength, ammo, and any underhanded tactics you might have! Anything to get back home! Got it?"
"Sir! Yes, sir!"
"Lieutenant! Echo Team, Unit 6 had made their first contact!"
* * * *
"C'mon. Let's keep moving. Now we have two groups of things that want us dead."
"Wait a sec, mate. I don't think this guy would travel far from his unit. What if they're close by?"
"That's why we gotta go!"
"Okay, okay! No need to get huffy!" Chad scowled, while Jack took the lead down the hall, going deeper into the labs.
* * * *
"Jaleson and Collins! Scout up ahead!"
"Sir!" Both men took the lead and proceeded to do as they were instructed. Both switched to radio communications.
"Sir! We have two contacts. Both scientists. Orders?"
"Kill'em."
* * * *
"Shhh...you hear that?"
"No...?"
"It sounds like a..." Suddenly, bullets streaked through the air, and both men pulled back behind a corner.
"See?! The military is here to kill us!"
"Alright! I don't need anymore proof!" Jack checked his gun, as did Chad, and got ready to fire. But the bullets stopped.
"Are they gone?"
"I doubt it..."
"There!" A soldier, clad in a heavy bullet proof vest and black-on- white fatigues came around the corner, leveling the barrel of his gun at Chad's head. Chad shut his eyes tight, waiting for the impending bullet about to be lodged in his skull.
BAM!!
The soldier dropped to the ground, blood quickly filling his gas mask. Chad turned to see Jack with his gun raised, still in firing position.
"Thanks."
"You have no idea how hard it was to kill another human."
"Humans are reasonable. These bastards aren't."
"Doesn't matter."
"There's another one. I can hear him."
"Yeah, me too. I say we bite the bullet."
"I'm all for that." Chad quickly peeked around the corner, making note of the position of the soldiers and any available cover.
"Well? How many?"
"They've got one up front and three hanging back. There are two crates on the left side of the hall, and an oil barrel further down. I'm gonna hit the barrel. You hide behind the crates."
"Rightio." Jack said a quick prayer before running from his current cover. Bullets whizzed by as he barely made it to the crates. As their attention was focused on Jack, Chad spun out from around the corner and fired off two shots, the second one striking the oil barrel. Of course, the black liquid ignited and exploded, sending two soldiers to their deaths. Jack popped up, unloading two rounds into the nearest soldier, who dropped a cooked grenade.
"Jack! Watch it!" He got up, running in from his spot, and dove forward. The grenade disappeared in a fantastic explosion, and Jack lay unscathed in front of the last soldier. A look of horror came upon Jack before he looked up, his face being met by the barrel of an assault rifle. The gun clicked, and the soldier began to pull the trigger.
"Drop it." Chad appeared from out of the flames, his gun held to the back of the soldier's head. Chad didn't want to kill him, but if that's what it came down to...
"I said drop it, dammit!" He reluctantly let his weapon fall to the floor, and proceeded to put his hands in the air.
"C'mon, the grenades too!" He unbuckled the bandoleer of explosives from around his waist, and they fell to the floor.
"Now slowly turn around." The soldier did as he was told, and turned his masked face to Chad, a grim look in his eyes. Chad reached for the mask, and the soldier's hand shot out, grabbing his wrist and pulling his arm behind his back, threatening to break it.
"The tables have turned." The words came in the form of a whisper as he pulled a knife from his sleeve, letting it glint on the light before bringing it to Chad's throat. A grunt and a gunshot were heard, and the soldier tumbled to the ground, a gaping hole in his arm.
"Ugh...bastards..." Chad reached for the mask, pulling it off and recoiling in shock.
"You're...You're a woman?!"
"You got a problem with that?" Blonde hair fell from her helmet, and piercing blue eyes met Chad's.
"I thought women weren't allowed in the death squads!"
"You thought wrong."
"So what are you doing here, huh?"
"Just following orders."
"And what are these 'orders', may I ask?"
"To kill every single last one of your kind."
"My kind? You are human too, are you not?"
"Wha---Yes, but..." Her eyes wavered, and she looked away.
"What's this? A soldier looking away from the gaze of a lowly scientist?" Her head immediately whipped back, a fire now raging inside of her blue eyes.
"Not on your life."
"Why are you doing this? How are we different from you?"
"I'm simply following orders, and those orders clearly state---"
"Screw the orders! I'm asking you why you're doing this!" Shock overcame Jack's face. He had always known Chad to be quite the ladies' man. But not now. This wasn't like Chad at all. He'd never raise his voice to a female. A similar expression was upon the woman's face, as her mouth opened but no words came out.
"Well?!"
"I...I don't know..."
"Did you ever think that your orders might be immoral? Unreasonable? Stupid?!"
"...I'm trained to do what I'm told."
"If they told you to kill yourself, would you?!"
"Possibly."
"Jesus...they've totally brainwashed you, haven't they?" Chad quirked an eyebrow as a scowl appeared on her face.
"Where are you tags?"
"Why?" He saw the glint of metal, and reached for the two tags hanging from a chest pocket.
"Excuse you!"
"Er, sorry..." Chad's cheeks turned red, and Jack kneeled down by her side.
"Why did you shoot me in the arm? Why didn't you kill me?"
"It's not polite to kill a lady."
"You didn't know what I was."
"I knew you were human."
"I...nevermind. So, are you going to kill me now?" Her eyes begged for death, and Jack saw it. But he wasn't going to do it. Nope. Never. Chad spoke up again.
"PVT Jennifer Macklevene, Unit 6. What was your insertion?"
"Helicopter. Osprey."
"Do you know what lies down here?"
"I've seen them. Half of my team was massacred by them too."
"Hmph." Chad looked towards her dropped weapon.
"What is that?"
"An assault rifle, dumb ass. What's it look like?"
"Don't get smart. What is it?!"
"M4A1 with an attached M203 grenade launcher."
"Do they have any identification systems? Can we use them?"
"Unfortunately." Chad picked up one of the rifles from a dead body, examing it beofre making sure it was loaded.
"Can you still handle one of these?"
"Of course. A shot in the arm is nothing."
"Good. Get up. You're going to help us get out of this hell hole."
"How do you know I won't kill you both?"
"Because I know that no one, not even a trained marine, wants to be alone in this place." Her piercing blue eyes were no longer filled with fire, but puzzlement. She took her gun, and followed both men down the hall, vowing to kill them both before this was all over.
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YUA; Hiya! I just got back from camp! It was fun! Sorry I took a while to update, but I hope this chappie was worth it! And if you people still think this is going to be the same as the game, you can either wait or find our, OR...you can send me an email asking me to tell you the whole plot. So, if you like, you can ruin it for yourself and take the latter option. Just a warning...
hao: I know that this is looking a lot like the game, but like I told MikeFS, just bear with me here. And if you 'read in between the lines', as I like to say, you'll see that he was told some stories from survivors. And for the record, did you go into any type of bot lab in the game? I think not.
jason storm: Thanks!
Blizrun: Yes, it will take a different route, and yes, I did notice that picture in his locker...hmmm...
MikeFS: Yes, if you've seen the first 'Alien' movie, you should recognize that line. One of the marines say it (I forget which). It was my favorite line from the whole movie! ^_^
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Half Life: Advanced Generation
-
"Hello? Anybody here? Alive or otherwise?"
"Jack, I really don't think they're going to answer if they're 'otherwise', okay?" Chad and Jack had entered the bot labs, and were searching for anyone able to help them.
"Y-Y-Yes? Who's there?!" A voice!
"Fellow scientist! Where are you?!"
"Right here." A scientist stepped out from the shadows, and had a look of relief on his face.
"Did you know of any test samples being altered today?"
"Yes, The Boss brought in sample from the, uh...'place' and mixed it with a few other things. The experiment was bound to fail. It was supposed to be totally unaltered."
"Okay, now can tell us what's happening now?"
"A resonance cascade."
"Mm-hm, now, can you tell us what the hell that is?"
"As soon as the test sample entered the nexus, a connection to the borderworld of Xen was made. But I don't understand...Nihilanth was already destroyed...Gordon made sure of it..."
"My brother?!"
"Who are you?"
"Chad Freeman."
"Ah, yes...These creatures belong to Nihilanth, but Gordon killed him. So why are these things still coming through the portals?"
"What do you know about my brother?"
"Gordon? Well...he was supposed to be observing the test today."
"But he...Jack! How many suits were missing from the locker room?!"
"Uh, I think two."
"Ok, the guy in the test chamber makes up one...so my brother is somewhere in the compound!"
"Maybe..."
"Just curious..." Chad turned to the scientist.
"What's your clearance?"
"Level six."
"That's what I thought. Well, can you offer us any assistance?"
"Yes, I can---" His sentence was cut short as several bullets ripped through him, pinning him against the wall and finally sliding down, leaving a smear of blood on the wall.
"Shit! What is it?!"
"It's a security bot! But, why is it shooting at scientists?!" Both men dove behind a durable metal plate, while bullets screamed overhead.
"It must've gone haywire! But how?!" The bullets stopped momentarily, and something pertaining to electricity was heard. Shortly thereafter, the bullets tore through the air again.
"Someone is directing the bot! But why are they doing this?!"
"Don't ask me, mate! Ask the guy!"
"The bullets are only overhead, so do you think you could peek out the side and pop a bullet off at the bot, Jack?"
"Bloody crazy!"
"It's our only chance."
"Argh! Fine. But if I die, I'm coming back to haunt you." Jack leaned around the corner, bullets staying overhead, and readied his gun. The gunshot resonated throughout the labs, and the bot toppled over, sparks jetting from the independent thinking module.
"FREEZE!!" Chad popped up to warn the man directing the bots, but froze. It was no man.
"J-J-J-Jack? W-What the h-hell is that?!"
"Don't ask me, just shoot it!"
"What if this one is peaceful?" The alien brought it's hands to it's chest, and bolts of static radiated from the bracelets on it's arms.
"Duck!" They did, and two large bolts streaked through the air over them, striking another security bot.
"Shit! These things are smart!" Both men got up and ran to the other side of the room as the bot came to life, it's laser sensor 'eyes' lighting up, and it walked out from it's stall, testing it's limbs. The alien seemed to control the bot, as it guided the bot's direction and firing where the two men where hiding.
"Ok, this time, shoot that thing, while I get the bot."
"Rightio. 'Bout time I killed me self a bug." Chad rolled out from cover, firing two shots, while Jack popped up, nailing the creature in it's one large eye.
"God! What is it?" They slowly approached the lifeless body, looking it up and down.
"The bracelets...these are the weapons. There's one around the neck too. So, when all three bands get close to one another, it excites the particles in close vicinity, charging up a powerful bolt of electricity. Pretty much like a homemade lightning bolt." Chad knelt beside the thing, poking the bands of green with his gun.
"Look! The guy had a talker!" Jack picked up a walkie talkie from the man's pocket, the one that was shot just a few moments ago.
"Maybe we can reach someone!" Chad snatched it away from Jack, and brought it up to his mouth.
"Anyone? Come in. Come in, over."
"Unit 3, ready at your command sir."
"---The hell? Um, standby." Chad cut the line, and turned to the dead scientist.
"This is no scientist..." He reached inside the man's jacket, pulling out two shimmering dog tags.
"SGT James Colowell, Unit 3, U.S. Marines...Shit! The military is here! We're screwed!"
"What are you saying, mate? This is wonderful! We're gonna be fine with them watching our backs."
"They're after us! They're here to silence everyone involved with Black Mesa!"
"And just how the hell do you know this?"
"I just do! Survivor stories!"
"Survivors? We've only found 3 and none of them said anything about the military!"
"No, from sixteen years ago!"
"What happened sixteen years ago?"
"It---ugh, nevermind! We just have to get out of here!"
* * *
"ETA 30 minutes." The pilot of the Osprey shouted back, making sure the Colonel heard him.
"Good. Alright everyone, listen up! Our mission is too kill anything that moves, got it?"
"Sir! Yes sir!"
"Scientists, guards, aliens, anything! Just like last time..." Colonel J. P. Stalen. He was there last time...He saw all of the carnage happen right before his eyes. Is was immoral to him, but his duty was to follow orders.
"ETA 25 minutes!"
"Alright, boys! This ain't going to be an easy mission! Some of you may not come back! You may be eaten, ripped apart, maimed...you get the idea---" He looked around to see the effect of his words. Not a single marine tore his attention away. Good.
"So, I want you to use every bit of strength, ammo, and any underhanded tactics you might have! Anything to get back home! Got it?"
"Sir! Yes, sir!"
"Lieutenant! Echo Team, Unit 6 had made their first contact!"
* * * *
"C'mon. Let's keep moving. Now we have two groups of things that want us dead."
"Wait a sec, mate. I don't think this guy would travel far from his unit. What if they're close by?"
"That's why we gotta go!"
"Okay, okay! No need to get huffy!" Chad scowled, while Jack took the lead down the hall, going deeper into the labs.
* * * *
"Jaleson and Collins! Scout up ahead!"
"Sir!" Both men took the lead and proceeded to do as they were instructed. Both switched to radio communications.
"Sir! We have two contacts. Both scientists. Orders?"
"Kill'em."
* * * *
"Shhh...you hear that?"
"No...?"
"It sounds like a..." Suddenly, bullets streaked through the air, and both men pulled back behind a corner.
"See?! The military is here to kill us!"
"Alright! I don't need anymore proof!" Jack checked his gun, as did Chad, and got ready to fire. But the bullets stopped.
"Are they gone?"
"I doubt it..."
"There!" A soldier, clad in a heavy bullet proof vest and black-on- white fatigues came around the corner, leveling the barrel of his gun at Chad's head. Chad shut his eyes tight, waiting for the impending bullet about to be lodged in his skull.
BAM!!
The soldier dropped to the ground, blood quickly filling his gas mask. Chad turned to see Jack with his gun raised, still in firing position.
"Thanks."
"You have no idea how hard it was to kill another human."
"Humans are reasonable. These bastards aren't."
"Doesn't matter."
"There's another one. I can hear him."
"Yeah, me too. I say we bite the bullet."
"I'm all for that." Chad quickly peeked around the corner, making note of the position of the soldiers and any available cover.
"Well? How many?"
"They've got one up front and three hanging back. There are two crates on the left side of the hall, and an oil barrel further down. I'm gonna hit the barrel. You hide behind the crates."
"Rightio." Jack said a quick prayer before running from his current cover. Bullets whizzed by as he barely made it to the crates. As their attention was focused on Jack, Chad spun out from around the corner and fired off two shots, the second one striking the oil barrel. Of course, the black liquid ignited and exploded, sending two soldiers to their deaths. Jack popped up, unloading two rounds into the nearest soldier, who dropped a cooked grenade.
"Jack! Watch it!" He got up, running in from his spot, and dove forward. The grenade disappeared in a fantastic explosion, and Jack lay unscathed in front of the last soldier. A look of horror came upon Jack before he looked up, his face being met by the barrel of an assault rifle. The gun clicked, and the soldier began to pull the trigger.
"Drop it." Chad appeared from out of the flames, his gun held to the back of the soldier's head. Chad didn't want to kill him, but if that's what it came down to...
"I said drop it, dammit!" He reluctantly let his weapon fall to the floor, and proceeded to put his hands in the air.
"C'mon, the grenades too!" He unbuckled the bandoleer of explosives from around his waist, and they fell to the floor.
"Now slowly turn around." The soldier did as he was told, and turned his masked face to Chad, a grim look in his eyes. Chad reached for the mask, and the soldier's hand shot out, grabbing his wrist and pulling his arm behind his back, threatening to break it.
"The tables have turned." The words came in the form of a whisper as he pulled a knife from his sleeve, letting it glint on the light before bringing it to Chad's throat. A grunt and a gunshot were heard, and the soldier tumbled to the ground, a gaping hole in his arm.
"Ugh...bastards..." Chad reached for the mask, pulling it off and recoiling in shock.
"You're...You're a woman?!"
"You got a problem with that?" Blonde hair fell from her helmet, and piercing blue eyes met Chad's.
"I thought women weren't allowed in the death squads!"
"You thought wrong."
"So what are you doing here, huh?"
"Just following orders."
"And what are these 'orders', may I ask?"
"To kill every single last one of your kind."
"My kind? You are human too, are you not?"
"Wha---Yes, but..." Her eyes wavered, and she looked away.
"What's this? A soldier looking away from the gaze of a lowly scientist?" Her head immediately whipped back, a fire now raging inside of her blue eyes.
"Not on your life."
"Why are you doing this? How are we different from you?"
"I'm simply following orders, and those orders clearly state---"
"Screw the orders! I'm asking you why you're doing this!" Shock overcame Jack's face. He had always known Chad to be quite the ladies' man. But not now. This wasn't like Chad at all. He'd never raise his voice to a female. A similar expression was upon the woman's face, as her mouth opened but no words came out.
"Well?!"
"I...I don't know..."
"Did you ever think that your orders might be immoral? Unreasonable? Stupid?!"
"...I'm trained to do what I'm told."
"If they told you to kill yourself, would you?!"
"Possibly."
"Jesus...they've totally brainwashed you, haven't they?" Chad quirked an eyebrow as a scowl appeared on her face.
"Where are you tags?"
"Why?" He saw the glint of metal, and reached for the two tags hanging from a chest pocket.
"Excuse you!"
"Er, sorry..." Chad's cheeks turned red, and Jack kneeled down by her side.
"Why did you shoot me in the arm? Why didn't you kill me?"
"It's not polite to kill a lady."
"You didn't know what I was."
"I knew you were human."
"I...nevermind. So, are you going to kill me now?" Her eyes begged for death, and Jack saw it. But he wasn't going to do it. Nope. Never. Chad spoke up again.
"PVT Jennifer Macklevene, Unit 6. What was your insertion?"
"Helicopter. Osprey."
"Do you know what lies down here?"
"I've seen them. Half of my team was massacred by them too."
"Hmph." Chad looked towards her dropped weapon.
"What is that?"
"An assault rifle, dumb ass. What's it look like?"
"Don't get smart. What is it?!"
"M4A1 with an attached M203 grenade launcher."
"Do they have any identification systems? Can we use them?"
"Unfortunately." Chad picked up one of the rifles from a dead body, examing it beofre making sure it was loaded.
"Can you still handle one of these?"
"Of course. A shot in the arm is nothing."
"Good. Get up. You're going to help us get out of this hell hole."
"How do you know I won't kill you both?"
"Because I know that no one, not even a trained marine, wants to be alone in this place." Her piercing blue eyes were no longer filled with fire, but puzzlement. She took her gun, and followed both men down the hall, vowing to kill them both before this was all over.
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YUA; Hiya! I just got back from camp! It was fun! Sorry I took a while to update, but I hope this chappie was worth it! And if you people still think this is going to be the same as the game, you can either wait or find our, OR...you can send me an email asking me to tell you the whole plot. So, if you like, you can ruin it for yourself and take the latter option. Just a warning...