CHAPTER 3

"Goodbye daddy."
I walked down the stairs and into my car. I pulled out of the driveway and went east. I just kept wondering why the zerg would attack at this time. It's not like the terran to not know these kinds of things. They are always on top of everything. But Duke. He sounded so... scared. I kept driving and merged onto the freeway that ran straight to New York.

I squinted in front of me and saw a car stop in the middle of the freeway. People merged around and I tried to do the same but all of the sudden the car moved right before I could make it past the traffic. It was as if the person in the car didn't want me to go anywhere. Someone had gotten up the guts to get out of there car and talk to the driver. Me? I just sat in my car and watched.

"Hey! You fucking idiot! I know your not stalled u blocked this guy over here from getting past. Now what the fuck is your problem?"
The man spoke silently, "You shouldn't speak in that tone of voice."
"Excuse me," The man shouted, "Ill tell you the tone of voice I can or cannot speak in!"
"Get away."
"humph.. MAKE ME!"
"As you wish." Suddenly the top of the mysterious figures car blew off and a humongous demonic figure appeared. I didn't know what to say, but I certainly knew what to do. I drove past the cars, running into them left and right.
"I don't think so John!" The mysterious figure... it. it knew my name. but how, I didn't know.

The demon grabbed my car and somehow teleported away. I found myself in New York City. The figure.. it was gone. I didn't have time to think about what the figure was. I ran to the terran's NYCB and asked to speak with duke.
"Yes sir. He's been waiting for you."
I ran straight to the elevator. I pressed the up button and the elevator opened right away. I stepped in a hesitantly pressed the last floor. Just before the door closed a man dressed in a black cloak pushed the door open and pressed the same floor as me.
"Hello." The figure shrugged.
"hi." I didn't have time to talk to a stranger and frankly, I didn't want to. not after the freeway incident.
"What freeway incident?" the voice whispered.
"Excuse me sir?"
"You were thinking about the freeway incident. You.. you were scared to death weren't you?"
"How did you... Yes I was."
"You know John, you shouldn't be scared of the things you haven't seen."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
The cloaked figure slowly pulled off its hood.
"NO! its u.."
"We need to talk John..."