Physco
Prologue
"You two ready?" The pilot asked. "Were going to drop you off at the next building" Hudson and Weaver hanged from the helicopter with a rope, they were on a mission to retrieve a top secret file from a scientist. "Make it quick"
"We should take rides like these in the morning the view is nice" Weaver chuckled; Hudson turned his face away from the Russian to cover a smile that spread on his face.
Hudson saw a dim light that was coming closer and closer to the helicopter. "RPG" The pilot yelled but the missile had already struck its target.
"SHIT" both men hanged tightly to the ropes as the plane was moving like a drunken man Hudson and Weaver aimed for the window and the jumped inside the building. "Weaver are you okay?"
"GAH there is a piece of glass stuck in my leg" Hudson knelt down and looked at Weaver's right leg then placed both of his hands on the glass.
"I'm ganna try to pull it out" Hudson pulled the piece of glass slowly but Weaver whimpered. "Hang on it's almost out" The American pulled the glass out with one pull; he tied his jacket around Weaver's wound tightly to stop the bleeding. Weaver tried not to scream he shut his eyes tightly and rested his back on the wall forcing his legs to carry him. Hudson helped Weaver to his feet. "Big eye this is Yankee can you hear me? Come in big eye" Silence filled the room for a second before Hudson spoke again "Shit they've gone black"
Weaver spotted what seemed to be gas spreading from the air vent "Hudson tear gas" Hudson looked up at the air vent before covering his nose and trying to open the door.
"Fuck it's locked" he tried to reach for his gun and shoot the hitches off of the door but the gas was starting to take effect, both Weaver and Hudson dropped on the floor out cold…