Don't worry that it's so short. I'm saving the most interesting bit for part 2 :) Don't worry, you still get your gruesome death that you expect :D

Gordon, after opening Silo D, moved on, noting a wooden barricade blocking up the passage. He ploughed into it with a crowbar, and soon destroyed it. Looking onward, he saw a little booth with a switch. He threw the switch, like any reasonable human being would.

An elevator came down, and Gordon leapt inside. He saw, at the bottom of the elevator, something wonderful. A tram? Gordon, annoyed but relieved, jumped in and started flicking switches. Soon he was at full speed.

A houndeye loped in front of the raging tram, getting squished into several limbs and a stray eyeball, and bullchickens shot globs of acidic mucus at him, only hitting each other. Freeman last saw them tussling before…

The tram suddenly went out of control, as if somebody had pressed the 'nitrous' button on a car. It swerved like crazy along its curving rail and suddenly derailed on to a wooden ramp, sending him flying into a pool of glowing, radioactive, goo.

Luckily, there was a simple box next to him. He jumped atop it, bouncing from crate to crate to avoid pieces of mucus burning a hole through his body. He grabbed his shotgun, jumped over the bullchicken and shot in the general direction gravity was pulling him.

An exposed pipe caught Gordon's eye just as he was about to give in to despair. He balanced on it, and saw that it lead to an opening. He walked along the pipe until he got to the opening. He swung inside until he got to an open room.

Freeman jumped out of the pipe, seeing more every which way. He jumped onto the highest one possible, but decided to use his old skills with monkey bars to swing across. A bullchicken was down in some radioactive glop beneath him, so he hip fired his trusty pistol. It hit it straight in the eye, causing it to thrash around and dip its socket into the waste, incapacitating it.

He continued to swing along pipes until he came to an open lift. He jumped on and let it take him up, until he arrived at a catwalk. There was a 'bridge' leading to a 15.24 metre drop. Gordon thought in metric, being an intellectual. He pondered the irrelevancy of that train of thought, until he looked up. There were houndeyes and bullchickens and headcrabs, oh my!

Gordon saw a little barrel with his favourite symbol, and shot it. The bridge entirely dissipated, leaving little bits of houndeye and one survivor intact.

He made an enormous jump across the hole, but stumbled and staggered into the next room. He was still stumbling when he saw the glass in front of him. CRASH!

The last thing Freeman saw before he fell to his death was a flash of green.

DUN DUN DUN DUUUUUUN!