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            Gordon slowly opened his eyes. They were immediatly met with the shambled remains of the test chamber. 'Oh man. How long have I been out?' He hauled his body up off of the ground. Gordon scanned his surroundings. The receptor was gone, as well as the cart. He could see that the airlock was open. Stumbling, he made his way over the debris to it.

            As soon as he stepped inside, Gordon saw the remains of the younger scientist. Gordon turned his head away, not wanting to believe what happened. He saw that the retinal scanner was partially broken. He stepped over to it and attempted to use it. The computer started spitting out garbage, ultimately ending in a small explosion that permanently destroyed the device.

            The door to its left started to open slowly. As soon as it was, Gordon stepped out into the hallway. He could see the older scientist performing CPR on a security guard that had come down. Gordon collapsed on the opposite wall, still trying to catch his breath. 'This can't be happening. God, this can't be happening.' The scientist kept trying to save the guard, not giving up. Gordon noticed that his HUD showed that he was fine, his suit still at a 10% charge.

            The guard stirred and showed signs of life. The scientist rose and helped the guard up on his feet. Gordon took this as a good sign and rose up off of the ground himself. 'I've got to get out of here'. He made his way down the corridor to the elevator, the only source of illumination coming from the emergency lights.

            As soon as Gordon climbed over some fallen piping, a nearby computer bank exploded, crushing the corpse of another dead scientist. He felt like vomiting, but was able to keep it down. The elevator was in sight, apparently not damaged. 'If we're lucky, the damage was contained to this level. Gordon forced open the only intact door, got inside, and pushed the button. As he rose, Gordon lost any hope that the damage was contained to that level.

            The door shattered as it opened for him. To his left, a strange creature was imprisoned in one of the ion chambers. Ahead of him Dr. Riller was on the floor, clutching at his chest. Dr. Bailey, surprisingly uninjured, was standing over him. Gordon ran over to offer any help he could. "Why didn't they listen?" "We tried to warn them." "I never thought I'd see a reasonce cascade, let alone create one." "Hey, are you okay?"

            Dr. Bailey turned at the sound of Gordon's voice. "Gordon, you're alive! Thank God for that hazard suit. I'm afraid to move, and all our phones are out. Please, get to surface as quickly as you can and let someone know we're stranded down here." "Well, alright. I'll go." "You'll need me activate the retinal scanner. I'm sure the rest of the science team will gladly help you."

            Gordon and Dr. Bailey walked over to the retinal scanner. Dr. Bailey released the lock and went back to Riller's side. Gordon walked through into the remains of the control room. The smell of charred flesh reached his nostrils, the only earthly remainder of the scientists. Gordon stepped forward, only to be cut off when a laser beam came from the test chamber, temporarily blocking him from the door.

            'That was too close for comfort.' Gordon was about to try again when another beam came from the chamber. He waited to see if another one came. Just as he expected, another one did come, but it split off into another beam that made contact with the door on the other side. The door vaporized, and with it so did the beam. Seeing his chance, Gordon made a dash for the exit, reaching it just before he was fried by another beam.

            Gordon jogged through the dimly lit corridor to  the coolant storage tanks. One of the tanks had burst, spilling its contents on the floor. *BEWWSSSHHHZZ* He heard a strange noise and looked up just in time to see one of those strange creatures drop from the air onto the floor in front of him. Gordon froze, not wanting to alert the creature to his presence. It didn't work however, as the creature let out a small shreik and jumped at him.

            Gordon ducked in time so that it sailed over his head and landed behind him. He didn't stay to see what it's reaction was. He jumped over some pipes and went through the barely functioning door. 'Where did these things come from?' Gordon shook his head and focused at the task at hand. 'I can't worry about that now. I've get to the surface and get help.' Gordon started jogging down the corridor to the elevator. Then a laser beam burst from its containment unit, nearly cutting him in two. 'That was WAY too close.'

            Gordon quickly ducked under its path and got to safety. Another laser beam broke through its containment and went through a fallen computer bank. After avoiding that beam, Gordon saw the body of a dead security guard lying on the ground, his outstretched arm holding his gun. Gordon wasn't too fond of guns, despite his training with one in the hazard course, but he wasn't stupid either. That gun represented his best chance for survival. He made a dive for it.

            Gordon tried to rip it out from the guards hand, but he had a death's grip on it. He started prying at the fingers, one by one. 'Come on you sucker, give it up.' The laser beam inched closer. He got two fingers open. He glanced over at the rapidly approaching beam. 'Almost got it.' Gordon only had two fingers left, but time ran out. He dropped the hand and rolled aside.

            The laser cut the guard in two, taking along with it the gun which Gordon had dropped in the path of the beam. 'Damn.' He got off of the ground and dusted himself off. The door leading to the elevator was closed and Gordon was unable to pry it open by himself. When he looked around for something to pry it open, his eyes spotted a crowbar lying in the corner. 'Perfect.'

            When Gordon picked it up, he was surprised to find it register on his HUD as a class 1 weapon. 'At least I'm not defenseless.' He tried to put the straight end in the door to pry it open but was unable to. Flipping the crowbar ends around in his hand, Gordon then smashed the glass on the door and crawled through. The path to elevator was clear before him.

            Gordon smashed the glass to the elevator, suspecting it to be out of service. *BOOM!* He heard an explosion above him, immediatly followed by screams. Gordon saw the elevator rush by him, three scientists going with it. It exploded as soon as it hit the floor, debris and body parts flew up by him before going back down. That was the last thing that he could take. Gordon leaned over the edge of the landing and puked his brains out.

            After he finished, Gordon just sat there resting, debating whether or not to go on. 'Get over it Gordon. You'll probably see more horrid things before this is all over.' With that thought in mind, he picked himself off of the floor and started climbing a nearby maintenance ladder. When he got near the top, Gordon heard something growl nearby. He leaped off the ladder onto the landing, crowbar ready in his hand.

            *POW POW POW POW* The sound of a gun being fired reached Gordon's ears as he stepped through the doorway. To his left was some sort of creature that looked like it had once been a scientist. Except where his head was supposed to be, one of those leaping creatures was. The thing was going to attack the security guard that was shooting the gun, his bullets having little effect on it.

            Gordon swung his crowbar, the ends of it tearing the skin off of the creature. 'Come on, DIE!' He then ripped open what looked like a pus sac on its back. Puke green blood poured out of it and it fell down, dead. "Gordon! Man, am I glad to see you! What the hell are these things and why are they wearing science team uniforms?!?" "I don't know!" The guard turned and open fire on another incoming creature.

            *POW POW POW POW POW POW POW POW THUMP* The creature fell down dead. "Hey, I'm going to surface to get help. I've only got a crowbar for a weapon. Think you could lend me a hand?" Gordon asked the guard. "Okay, I'll cover you." "Thanks." They cautiously walked around the elevator shaft to the first checkpoint. The guard station there was lying on the floor, dead. His body crushed by the automated doors.

            After the two of them pried open the other doors, Gordon and the guard found two more former scientists coming at them from the opposite end of the hall. The guard opened up, killing both of them before they were able to get to close. Gordon then saw a leaping creature on top of a dead scientist's head. He ran over, pried it of with his crowbar, and bludgeoned it to death.

            Gordon took a moment to examine the scientist that the creature was on. 'His scalp is gone, as well as some of his skull.' He then looked at the body of the creature. 'I get it. These things attempt to kill a person by leaping on their head. Then they probably release a sedative of some sort into their system. They then eat away the protective layers of the victim's brain, attach themselves to it, and take over the host's nervous system.'

            Gordon got up and explained it to the guard. "These headcrab creatures are parasites. They kill a person and take over their body. They become..." he stopped as he tried to think of the right word. "They become zombies." The guard shook his head in amazement. When they got to intersection between the entrance and the personal facilities, Gordon asked the guard to hold on. "Yeah. I'll... I'll wait here"

            Gordon jogged down to the lockers to see if any scientists were hanging around there. 'If anyone was here, they're long gone by now.' He could see the locker belonging to someone named "Jones" was wide open. Inside were two clips for the guns that the guards used. Gordon took them in case he got one of those guns. He jogged back down to where the guard was waiting for him. "All set." "Yeah, let's go."

            They made their way to the sector entrance. An explosion from the next room blew open the air vent at the bottom of the wall. Gordon went over to the main desk and shut off the alarms that were blazing all around the room. *POW POW POW* He turned to see a dead headcrab on the ground. The guard turned towards him and said, "I'll stay here and help anyone else that comes by." "Okay. Good luck."

            Gordon tried opening the door to where the tram was, but the console wouldn't respond to his input. 'I don't have time for this.' He swung his crowbar and destroyed the console. The airlock grinded open and he crawled through the tram dock. Standing on the partially destroyed dock, was a scientist. Gordon stepped on the dock to help him onto safety. *SCCCREEECHH* He could hear the dock tremble under his weight.

            "Get away!" The scientist said to Gordon. All of a sudden, the dock gave way beneath him. The scientist grabbed onto one of the steel cables that, until now, held the dock in place. "GORDON!" he yelled. He lost his grip, and fell into the dark recesses below. "AAAAHHHH-HHHH!" his scream echoed all the way down until it was cut off by a wet splat. 'No.' Gordon collapsed on what was left of the dock. 'I'm responsible for his death.' He hung there, feeling low as ever.

            'I just caused him to die.' Gordon couldn't get the thought out of his head. Eventually he got up and turned around. 'There's nothing I can do. What's done is done. It was an accident, just like this whole mess.' He felt his conscience calm down at that thought. Gordon looked to his left. The body of the security guard who had offered him a beer was lying there. He felt uneasy about searching his body, but he didn't need any of what he had on him anymore.

            The guard's gun was gone, presumedly it had fallen off the dock. All he had on him was a single clip for it. Gordon let his suit absorb the clip like he had done with the other two. He went back to the sector desk and then crawled through the destroyed airvent. As soon as he got out, one of the sector server machines blew and nearly crushed him. Gordon then heard a noise to his left. He got his crowbar ready to defend himself.

            From behind the server machine jumped a headcrab. Gordon swung his crowbar, hitting the thing with a smack. It fell at his feet, still alive. He took the straight end of his crowbar and shoved right through the headcrab's bulbous body. It went limp, signifing its death. Gordon pulled his crowbar out of its body and climbed up another fallen computer and crawled through an airvent at the top of the room.

            To Gordon's left was a fallen section of a ventilation shaft. As he walked by it, another headcrab broke through and jumped at him. A few quick whacks with his crowbar and it was dead. Gordon looked through the soundproof glass to see a scientist in there fighting unarmed against a headcrab. It leaped at the scientist, only to be hit away. As the creature was lying on the floor stunned, the scientist cautiously circled around it and pushed a file cabinet on top of it, squishing it. As the scientist celebrated his victory, another headcrab leapt out from behind him, landing on his head.

            *POW POW POW.... POW* Gordon heard a gun go off to his right. Running, he got to the airlock in time to see a zombie slump down, dead, to the floor. He heard a sound at his feet. The guard for the airlock was on the floor, his vest covered with claw marks and his own blood. The guard dropped his gun and looked up at Gordon right before coughing up more blood and finally dying.

            Gordon closed the guard's eyelids as a symbol of last respect. He saw his gun lying on the ground. He picked it up and examined it. 'Glock 18 Austria 9X19' He had heard of the Glock series, a very successful and useful weapon. Gordon put aside his anti-gun feelings, his survival of greater importance than politics. He spent a moment examining the weapon, learning how to eject the clip, release the slide when he put a fresh one in, etc.

            The only thing Gordon couldn't figure out was what the dial on the slide was for. 'Let's see. It has a dash that's pointing to a single dot. When I move it, the dash points to two dots.' After think a little bit more, it finally hit him. 'Single shot and burst! This is one hell of a gun.' Glock in hand, Gordon squeezed through the airlock, pushed the door release button, and stepped through the next door.

            Gordon heard a scream come from his left. He turned just in time to see a scientist run by, chased by something running on three legs. He was about to come to his rescue when another one of those things suddenly appeared from a green energy cloud. Gordon was stunned at this form of transportation. 'They're..... teleporting in from that place.' He was cut of from his thoughts by a whining that the creature was making.

            'It seems to be building up a charge of some sort.' The pitch of the whine was increasing at a high rate. Gordon aimed his gun at the creature and squeezed the trigger. *POW POW POW* The creature was taken by surprise, ceased its whining and leaped back a foot. He saw the creature blink hundreds, if not thousands, of eyes at once. Gordon let one last round off at the thing. It shrieked and fell down, dead.

            'Four bullets. Less than the zombies.' Gordon than heard the whining again from his right. 'I forgot about the other one!' He rushed over to the source but was too late. The whining stopped and a shockwave came from its direction. The hazard suit registered damage and showed the direction that the damage came from.

            The other creature ran into Gordon's line of view. He was still a little dizzy from its shockwave, but shook it off. "DIE!" He aimed his gun and started firing. *POW POW POW POW POW* The thing keeled over, green blood pooling from the bullet holes. Gordon stood there, doing nothing but breathing. The adrenaline in his system was running high, amplifying his senses. He checked himself out via the HUD. '97 health, 0 charge, 9 rounds spent, 51 spare.'

            Gordon remembered the scientist who had run by. He jogged over to where he should be, but he had been blasted apart by the shockwave. A wet, crunching sound came from above and behind him. Gordon looked that way to see another scientist's body hanging out of an airvent. The body was pulled in and a mere seconds later, his heart and liver, along with other body parts, came flying out.

            Gordon turned away and headed down the corridor, ignoring. 'I've got to ignore death. It's gruesome, but it won't help.' As soon as he turned the corner, three more of the things from before appeared, one of them jumped through a window. *WHEEEEEE* All three started charging at the same time. *POW POW POW POW WHUMP POW POW POW POW CLICK WHUMP* 'Great time to run out.' Gordon thought.

            Gordon quickly ejected the spent clip. He reached for an opening in suit. Inside his suit made the clip he needed appear. He grabbed it and slapped it home. Just then the creature released its shockwave, knocking Gordon to the ground. "Minor lacerations detected" His suit's computer voice said. He recovered from the wave just as the creature started building up another one. 'Not this time.' He pressed the slide release button on the gun, chambering a round.

            *POW POW POW POW WHUMP* Gordon stepped over to examine the creature. "I think I'll call your kind a houndeye." He saw out of the corner of his eye a medstation. Climbing through the broken window, Gordon opened up the panel in front of his suit cover by the l, and hooked up the coiled hose to the access port. He felt the accelerated healing compound flow onto his wounds. Soon, he felt like new again.

            Gordon climbed out of the window and opened up the door opposite of him. *SCREE* A headcrab jumped out from behind the door at him. He quickly got out of the way and shot it to death. "I wonder what's down here.' Gordon walked down the short hallway and slowly climbed the ladder at its end. Even before he was completely over, he saw a zombie standing next to a pair of fuel tanks. An idea came to his head.

            'Sure hope this works.' With one arm hanging onto the ladder, Gordon stuck his hand over the top and fired once. *BOOOOOM* The resulting explosion and flying of alien body parts proved the he was right. He stuck his head over to examine his handy work. "Holy shit!" Other than the marks and stains on the wall, there was no other evidence that the tanks or zombie was ever there. Climbing onto the landing, he took the path to his left.

            Gordon walked over the pathway, having no idea where he was going. He turned around a corner to see a zombie feasting on the body of a scientist. 'Its mouth is in its chest?!? That is really bizarre.' The zombie detected Gordon's presence, stopped eating, and went after the live, fresh meal. Gordon looked around quickly and spotted another explosive tank nearby.

He backed up to the hallway and opened fire. *POW POW POW BOOOM*

            The zombie was blown backwards and cut in half by the explosion. Gordon got pelted by some of the debris, injuring him slightly. 'Guess I was a little TOO close that time.' He inspected the area to find a heavily sealed door. Gordon looked through the grating to see what was behind. To the average person, it was nothing. But to the desperate survivor, it was an arms cache. 'SWEET! Grenades!'

            The door was locked with a retinal scanner that was, unfortunately for Gordon, still functioning. 'Maybe someone with clearance is nearby and still alive.' He ran back to the ladder and looked around. Sure enough, hiding in a nearby corner was a live scientist. "Hey, are you okay?" The scientist looked up at the sound of Gordon's voice. After he got up, the scientist talked to him. "Freeman. Who would've suspected that you'd still be alive?" "I'm surprised that I am as well. Can you let me through to lock by the weapons locker?" "Yes. Let's go." "Right."

            A minute later, the door swung open and Gordon and the scientist walked in. Gordon walked over and used the medstation to heal himself. "Hey, why don't you take the gun lying on the rack over there? I'm sure that you'll need it up ahead." When he turned around, the scientist was sitting in the chair, holding some of the grenades. "I'm going to stay here, and wait for my colleges." "Well, okay." Gordon grabbed the rest of the grenades, the pistol ammo on the rack, and left.

            Gordon climbed back down the ladder and went down the only hallway he hadn't yet been down. 'It's quiet. Too quiet.' He got his gun ready. *BEEWWWSSSHHHZZZ* The sound of something teleporting  came from behind a closed steel door. The door started buckling as something of immense strength pounded on it from the other side. 'Time to try out the burst feature.' Gordon flicked the selector to the down position.

            The door burst open as the creature behind it rammed it. 'That's one of the things I saw in the alien world!' Gordon's thoughts were interrupted by arcs of green electricity gathered by the creature. He squeezed the trigger. *PAPAPAPAPAPAPAPA CLICK* A hail of bullets came flying from the Glock and rammed into the creature at point-blank range. After less than a second, the slide clicked back from a smoking barrel and the creature was dead. "HOLY SHIT!!!"

            Gordon stared down at the still smoking gun. 'That wasn't a burst. That was full auto! Thank you whoever invented this gun.' He ejected the empty clip and replaced it with a full one. Stepping into the closet, he found two more spare clips for his gun. 'I've got 102 spare rounds for this thing now. With the auto feature, I am set.' Gordon put it back to single shot and proceeded down the hall.

            A scraping sound brought Gordon's attention to his left. He saw a zombie push off a floor grating and pull itself out of the sewer below. 'These things are smart too.' He took aim and quickly killed the creature. *SCREEE* The sound of a headcrab from his right caused Gordon to spin and nearly let off a round. From behind a drum the crab leaped out at a dumpster. 'That's odd.' The lid of the dumpster opened slightly and he saw a scientist hiding in there.

            Gordon killed the headcrab and banged on the dumpster. "Hey, it's okay now. It's dead, you can come out." "I refuse to move another step!" Gordon shrugged and left the scientist alone. He back to the door leading forward, but it was jammed shut. 'Now how am I going to go on?' He looked down at the still bleeding corpse of the zombie he shot to death. He then looked for a grating on the floor.

            Using his crowbar, Gordon pried open a grating on the floor. As soon as he dropped down, he was attacked by a headcrab that was waiting in ambush. Giving his crowbar a few hefty swings, the crab was dead. 'Now to get out of here.' After a little exploring, Gordon found an emergency overflow valve. Giving it a few turns, he opened the gates. But instead of a new path opening, water started to flood the area he was in.

            'Crap!' The waters were forcing Gordon back. Unable to literally stand, he started treading the water and searched for another way out. 'I've gotta hurry!' He swam in every direction, desperately seeking the way out. 'There!' Gordon spotted an opening right before the water completely filled the pipes. Despite the weight of the hazard suit, he managed to get to the opening before he ran out of breath.

            Shaking the water off of his face, Gordon jogged down the corridor. When he came upon a metal bridge, another creature teleported in above it. The forces of gravity took effect and the creature fell down hard on the bridge. So hard, that it shattered, sending the creature to its doom. Gordon cautiously put his weight on the bridge that was still intact by him. He could feel it groan, not a very good sign.

            'I'd better hurry.' Gordon looked around for something to jump on to. He spotted some piping to his right. Letting his suit absorb his gun, he jumped on to the station for the pumps. His eyes trailed the path he had to take to get to the other side of the room. 'It's going to be dangerous and risky, but I have to if I'm going to get help.' Gordon put his feet on the pipes, testing their strength. With his back against the wall, he slowly edged his way across.

            Gordon never took his eyes off of the pit below him. It was deep enough so that no light shone from down there. He inched along the pipes beads of sweat forming on his face. His mind was a blank, every inch of his being focused on making it across. Gordon made it to the first junction of the pipes. 'Halfway there.' He put his feet back on the pipes and started sliding once again.

            After what seemed like hours, Gordon finally reached the end. He let out his breath in a loud whoosh as he slid down the ventilation shaft. 'Now for the hard part.' He had to make the final jump to the landing below him. If he miscalculated it, he would miss or slam into the wall. Either way, that would be the end of Gordon Freeman. He primed himself for the jump, the pit of his stomach as cold as ice. He pushed his legs off and went through the air. For a moment, it seemed to him that he was suspended in motion. Then he landed on the solid concrete, tucking his body and rolling.

            For a moment, Gordon just laid there breathing. 'You did it Gordon. Now get up and go on.' His body ached and pleaded for rest, but he wouldn't allow it. He picked himself off of the ground and walked on. The hallway ended in another broken walkway over a small canal. As he looked below, Gordon could see another one of those creatures that had fallen down the pit before attacking headcrabs. He watched in wonder as the creature spat what looked like globs of saliva at the crabs. A few of the tried to get away, but the thing ran up to them and hit them with its powerful tentacles, blowing it apart.

            Gordon got his Glock ready, took aim at the creature and fired. *POW POW* It leaped a foot in the air, taken off guard by his sudden attack. 'That thing has powerful muscles.' His scientist mind re-emerged from the depths and started wondering about these creatures internal organs. Gordon was distracted long enough for the creature to spit one large glob at him. The projectile hit him in his cheek, instantly producing a burning sensation.

            "GAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!" Gordon let out a scream and dropped his gun on the floor. He put his gloved hands up to his face to quickly scraped off the mucous. 'That things saliva must be acidic!' The pain ebbed and his HUD registered major damage. Anger over whelmed Gordon as he picked up the Glock and started firing at the creature. "HHHAAAAAAAA!!" He let out as cry as the bullets flew through the air. Once again the creature was caught off guard and leaped, but Gordon did not pause.

            The gun kept on firing at the creature, never ceasing. *POW POW POW POW POW POW POW POW POW POW POW POW CLICK* Gordon had emptied the entire clip into the creature, but kept on trying to fire. *CLICK CLICK CLICK*  He ceased his yelling as rational thought once again entered his mind. 'My God, what have I become?' Gordon fell down on his rear as he gave his current situation some serious thought.

            Gordon looked at his gun closely. Its slide was still locked back, demanding a new clip. 'When I woke up this morning, I had no love for guns, but here I am now, depending on one for survival. I was just a simple scientist like almost everyone else, but now I'm playing war and I'm the soldier.' Gordon's expression changed from one of disbelief to firm resolution. "If I'm going to survive this, I'm going to have to become a soldier. A scientist wouldn't survive this intact. I will survive." He replaced the clip in the Glock as he looked to the future with hope.

            'Now to take care of this wound.' Gordon looked around for anything to use. 'Nothing but boxes.' He took out his crowbar with one thought on his mind. 'Smashy-smashy time.' When the crowbar ceased its swinging, he'd found four batteries that where promptly drained and one medkit. Gordon opened up the kit and rummaged around for some burn ointment as well as some anti-bacterial. He found them both and applied them. 'That should ease the pain as well as keep it from getting infected.

            Looking over the edge, Gordon saw the area was clear. He leaped down into the water. As soon as he broke through the water's surface, he saw that there was danger below as well. 'Crap! A grinder!' Gordon felt himself being pulled down into metal teeth of the grinder. His body had no more adrenaline left to give him, the supply being long spent. Slowly but surely, he managed to break free of the vacuum.

            Just as Gordon got free of the current, he felt something wrap around his torso. 'What the hell?!?' He was being pulled up by what appeared to be a long, thin although strong tongue. Casting his view up, Gordon saw a different creature, apparently immobile puling to a mouth full of sharp teeth. "Not today!" He bent his elbow and pointed it up. 'Risky, but it's either that or certain death.' *POW POW POW POW POW POW POW POW* The creature let go of Gordon and he plunged back into the water.

            Looking up, Gordon could see the creature regurgitating its other meals as undigested body parts as well as at least a pint of blood came out of its mouth. The creature then entered what appeared to be some kind of regenerative coma. Avoiding the other 'barnacle' creatures, Gordon made it to the ladder and hauled himself up. He walked over to a nearby medstation and hooked himself up to it. The aches in his body went away, as well as the stinging on his face. 'Good to go.'

            Gordon jogged past the canal and went through the only door on that side. He went through the hall and found himself in another wide open room. "No way. No FUCKIN' way!" He was over looking a vast cavern, nothing filling the void except a few large crates. Gordon looked all around for another way to the platform on the other side, but couldn't find one. 'I must be going nuts!' Putting away his Glock, he climbed up the two ladders to his right.

            Standing at the top of the walkway, Gordon looked at the task before. 'This is really starting to suck.' Grabbing onto the cable for support, he hauled himself onto the crate which surprisingly didn't move. Gathering his courage, Gordon leapt from one crate to the next, always aiming for the support cable. He finally made to safety on the other end. Looking back on what he had done, Gordon was surprised that he had even been able to do it. 'These kinds of situations always push people beyond their limits.'

            Gordon jogged through the hallway and out through the door. He found himself on the other side of the broken walkway. Shaking his head in amazement, Gordon took the path to the right reaching an elevator. Pressing the button, he walked inside and took out his gun. "Going up."