Here he was after finally making his choice.
It was comforting, in a way, knowing that the moment of decision, a brief moment of Henry still having control over which side to pick and who to aid in this conflict of madmen, was behind him. He was a man who believed in justice but also a loving father who would do everything for his beloved son. He never expected that he would have to choose between one or the other one day. This must have been the same feeling that plagued William…At this point, Henry could no longer hold any anger towards him. He was in the exact same situation, a traitor to society who remained loyal to his family.
At least he will see Lockjaw suffer for all he did and will see this maniac in pain; perhaps Alison would even allow Henry to torture Gron himself if he wishes for it. Although he didn't keep his hopes high…Alison wanted to be the one to do all the honors. His hatred of Lockjaw rivaled Henry's, and it was better not to irritate him by ruining this moment of catharsis.
The doers that captured Lockjaw and Lynda locked them in a metal container and immediately sent them to the facility as a tribute to Alison. Henry saw the guards transport it down, with all personnel watching g with awe. Of course, Alison was there, as was Dr. Stein. Those two led the 'parade' with scientists and armed guards following behind them; Henry was there, too. William must have been the only one who was missing, as he said he would. It was for the better…They were friends with Gron, after all.
When the container was brought to the large storage room close to the heart of the underground facility, Alison had dozens of guards pointing their weapons at it, and even this wasn't enough. There were animatronics, torture devices that the scientists controlled, and the brute force they used when they needed to carry something heavy. Now, some of them gathered around the container, ready to pacify Lockjaw if something happened. And they knew exactly what was going to happen. Henry explained it in detail.
Everything was ready.
"What are we waiting for?" Alison said impatiently; Henry could see him clenching his teeth. Was he afraid, knowing that the animatronic inside was active and hellbent on murdering him? He must have been. "Everyone is here, open the damn gate."
"Eh…" Dr. Stein looked up at Alison with doubt in his eyes. "Mr. Bairren, are you sure? I would advise you to get out of the room until we make sure that Lockjaw isn't a threat."
"And miss out on the best part? No, no, no…" Alison shook his head. "I will stare him right into the eyes as he suffers and screams. As he breaks and becomes the pathetic, scared man that he always was, no mask can hide that. Open the door and get him out…It's been long overdue."
The soldiers obeyed Alison's commands and opened the metal door, allowing everyone present in the room to peer into the darkness. Henry took a deep breath, feeling the powerful urge to look away. He won't be able to look Lynda in the eyes after this, even though she might understand why Henry decided to take Alison's side. She was closer to the door with her hands tied and mouth covered. When one of the guards grabbed her and forced her outside, the woman tried to fight back and resist, but her strength paled compared to the overwhelming might of her captor.
"And here's our lovely bonus." Alison chuckled. "Get this thing off her. It would be rude to prevent her from talking, considering how much she has to say…"
"At once, sir." The guard nodded and untaped Lynda's mouth. She immediately followed this with a deep breath and looked up at Alison with raging eyes.
"Greetings, Mrs. Takaliken. Apologies for such…An untimely intervention." Alison mocked her.
"You fucking bastard…" Lynda clenched her teeth. She was well aware of the plan, probably hoping to be able to attack and kill Alison soon. The anticipation of sweet revenge was about to be shattered.
"Let's not lower ourselves to the point of petty insults."
"I don't care any longer…I finally know about everything you did, everything that happened here! You…You might have gotten us, but it's too late. All of your restaurants are doomed, Fazbear Inc's reputation is at an all-time low, and soon, someone will find out the truth!" She spoke up with pride. Henry noticed Alison's eyes drop down to the floor in shame. "You'll have nowhere to run, Alison, hear me? Nowhere."
"Ah, Mrs. Takaliken…Your threats are meaningless. You should've stayed away from our business, but I suppose there is something poetic in you being here and sharing your husband's fate." He looked at the guard. "Get her into the line. I want her to see every single moment of this."
"Understood."
As the soldier took Lynda away, another silhouette emerged inside the container, making Henry feel his body shiver. Even Dr. Stein and some other scientists recoiled in horror at the sight of the broken, rotten animatronic before their eyes.
"Jesus Christ…" Stein uttered in fear while Alison stared at motionless Lockjaw before him with a sardonic, victorious grin emerging on his face.
"Finally…" He made a few steps forward, barely able to hide his shaking hands. "After more than two years, at long last…I've found you. I must admit, Mr. Takaliken, not killing you when I still had the chance is a mistake I still regret. If only I knew all the pain you would cause me despite my mercy…But seeing you on your knees, deactivated and broken before me…Oh, it at least gives me some compensation for the misery."
As expected, Lockjaw took the opportunity to strike. The moment Alison finished his sick speech, the animatronic's eyes gleamed.
"Your misery hasn't even begun!"
Lockjaw jumped up on his legs and rushed forward, bypassing the container's gates in seconds with his eyes only set upon Alison. He had already prepared his hands and sheathed his claws, anticipating the moment of triumph. And throughout all of this, he still continued to scream in rage. Henry never saw Lockjaw in a state of such primal fury before, even after working with him for more than a year. He would kill Alison and then everyone else in this facility, delighting in the sheer carnage that he causes.
But, of course, he was not destined to reach Alison. The guards, armed with electrical guns that housed charges strong enough to subdue an animatronic, opened fire almost immediately.
"No!" Lynda shouted, pretending to be shocked by the outcome as Lockjaw fell to his knees. Two nearest torture devices made their way towards the murderer and grabbed his arms, forcing Lockjaw to stay in one place. He wriggled and resisted, of course, but the electrical currents that pierced his body weakened the animatronic and left him susceptible.
"Ha-ha…" Alison chuckled as he stared into the eyes of his defeated enemy. "So much anticipation, and all for this…A very bland end to Lockjaw, don't you agree?"
"Alison…I've been waiting for a long, long time." Lockjaw looked at him and spoke with spite. "Came to meet me yourself? I'm touched." He scoffed at Alison.
"I decided to indulge you. That's what you want, Mr. Takaliken, correct? To make me suffer here and now, to tear me apart for the contract that I subjected you to, you want to stain our walls in blood."
"They are already stained. All I will be adding is the blood of the guilty." Lockjaw spoke confidently. Perhaps this was his way to try and atone for the murders he committed as Gron? "But yes, you got it right. I will kill every single one of you, and your death will be especially agonizing!"
"Bold words for someone who can't even stand up." Alison chuckled. "But I see why you'd want that. Your soul wants absolution…It's not our walls that you want to stain with the blood of the guilty to cover the blood of the innocents; it's your own hands." Alison announced proudly, making Henry freeze and stare at both him and Lockjaw. He must have been talking about Gron's murders. Both Alison and Lockjaw knew this truth, but Henry agreed to pretend to be oblivious for the time being. Wouldn't Alison's words become a giveaway for their conspiracy? Lockjaw must have known it, too. He paused before speaking again.
"What?"
"No need for pretense, Mr. Takaliken; we all know who was responsible for the deaths of those poor children." Alison shook his head. "Unless, of course, you never told Mr. Emily the truth during the time you worked together." By this point, Lockjaw, Henry, and Lynda all remained silent and stared at Alison.
"Nonsense! You have taken all those lives, you and your wretched company." The sympathy Henry had for Lockjaw began to wane again, as he wasn't afraid to lie right before him even after the truth became clear. He desperately wanted to save himself…Disgusting.
"I wonder why you lied to him? Was it because a man with principles would not help a child murderer achieve their goals? Or was it, perhaps, because you killed this man's son?" He said with smug confidence emanating from his voice. "But don't worry, I've told him everything as it was. Mr. Emily saw his son and realized the truth that you so callously hid from him." He explained, making Lockjaw immediately turn towards shameful Henry; he couldn't force himself to look up, much less to make eye contact with the animatronic.
"Is…Is this true?"
"It is." Henry nodded, silently despising Alison for putting him into this situation in front of himself, Takalikens, and the personnel so that all could witness his disgrace.
"He was very grateful." Alison encouraged the conflict further. "So much so he told me everything about a plan you created. He was supposed to free you and Lynda so that the three of you could strike at us from the shadows. Wasn't that the intent?" Lockjaw spoke up with rage and looked towards Henry. Now, there was no way to avoid looking into his eyes as primal fury filled them.
"Yes, you heard that right…" Henry took a deep breath and looked up, feeling a few tears fall down from his eyes. He was doing all of this for Liam. There was a reason for it…He couldn't leave him to suffer in silence, no matter what it took.
"So you know…" The animatronic said, subduing his anger. "I had a feeling you might." This was a response far calmer than what Henry expected. It made him feel even more uneasy. "And so you sided with Alison…Do you understand what an idiotic decision this is?"
"He…Promised to set Liam free." Henry stuttered, feeling that he was unable to hold back any longer. "What did you expect me to do? Stand aside? Continue helping a murderer like you? You…You lied to me! You used me, knowing full well that the child you killed was my son! Do you know what happened to him after you killed him? His soul is still locked inside one of the animatronics…He suffers every day, he is lonely, and he can't be free, all because of what you did to him for the sake of your deranged plans! I deserve justice…Liam deserved justice!" Henry screamed even louder as tears fell down from his eyes. Making Lockjaw suffer and freeing Liam was worth all of this humiliation…It had to be."
"A touching tale, Mr. Emily." Alison sighed. "But I'm afraid you are at fault, too; blaming it all on Lockjaw and I would be delusional. You were the one who fell for our lies and trickery." This made Henry raise an eyebrow and switch from Lockjaw to Alison.
"What do you…"
But before Henry could finish, Alison took out a firearm from his pocket and aimed it at the night guard, immediately pulling the trigger. The bullet pierced Henry's skin and spine right above his legs, causing the man to let out a piercing sound of both agony and shock. Everyone in the room watched him fall to the ground as a puddle of blood began to form around him. Henry could feel the pain burning in his chest, quickly overtaking his entire body like a fire consumed by flames. He attempted to move; he flinched and clenched his teeth, but it was pointless. Henry couldn't feel his legs anymore; all he could do was to try and wriggle, sensing the warmth of his own blood and desperately trying not to scream again and stare at the smiling Alison with his red eyes.
"You outlived your usefulness to me, Mr. Emily." Alison spoke coldly."
"But…" Henry spoke in a hoarse voice, trying to resist the impending pain and the feeling of his body being torn apart. "You…Promised…" Only now did the realization strike him. He was a fool for believing a serial murderer once, and he has not learned his lesson whatsoever. Now, he had nothing.
"Promised to free your son and rid myself of a perfectly adequate test subject when I can have both him and you? To allow you to roam free with all the knowledge you have of our company, you who has no people who he still cares about left? Do you think I am an idiot? Yours was a very simple task, and you did it well. No more, no less. Now that you've guided Lockjaw right into my hands, you are a loose end."
"You knew it would end like this, Henry…" Lockjaw spoke quietly. "You should have known."
"I…" Henry gulped as he watched Alison point his firearm at his chest.
"Don't fear; your death will serve a far greater purpose than the ones you aided in life. I will make sure of it…"
But before Alison shot, Henry heard another sound. An ear-piercing click of a blue flash emerged in Lockjaw's eyes. It was there only for a split second but was so bright that it disrupted Alison and made everyone who stood nearby look away, reflexively covering their eyes. This energy swirled around Lockjaw's right hand and then around the torture device that held it.
"What…What is this?" Dr. Stein spoke with simultaneous fear and awe as he watched the torture device's eyes while its grip around Lockjaw loosened.
There was another soul.
…
Finally, Mike had a body of his own once again, free from the confines of Ennard and Lockjaw, fully transforming into one of those mechanical, broken beings. He heard everything that Alison, Gron, and Henry discussed, and Lockjaw's worst fears turned out to be true. Henry betrayed them and fell for Alison's manipulations, which meant that it was time to release his soul and attempt to take their opponents by surprise. Mike was not going to fail.
The moment he gained control, he let Lockjaw's hand go. The golden animatronic turned around and hit the other torture device that held him with unhinged power, causing the animatronic to immediately retreat and fall on its back as Lockjaw forced it to let go of his hand.
Then, his eyes were set on Alison, and he didn't hesitate. Lockjaw charged towards the businessman and extended his hand right towards his face, plunging his claws into Alison's flesh. Mike hears a loud scratching sound of ripped skin as Gron's hand scarred Alison's face, causing the man to recoil and fall on the ground in a state of absolute powerlessness.
"AAAAARGH!" Alison's agonized scream pierced the ears of everyone present. A few moments later, Mike saw blood dripping on the floor; even covering his face with both hands did not help Alison. He flinched and screamed in panic, immediately turning into one of the most pathetic sights Mike had ever seen. "AAARG…AAAARGH!"
"Jesus Christ!" Dr. Stein exclaimed in terror. "What are you waiting for?! Shoot them!"
The guards finally resisted their shock and got to the battle. Three of them immediately stood between Lockjaw and wounded Alison, opening fire at the ravenous animatronic. The ones with electric firearms to the sides prepared to attack, too. The ones to the left targeted Lockjaw, but the animatronic was prepared to face them. He grabbed the immobile torture device beside him and used it as a shield. It absorbed the initial onslaught of currents, giving Gron more time.
"Mike, bring them down!" He commanded before switching towards Lynda. She was still tied, but all the guards focused on Lockjaw instead of trying to keep her captive. Gron made his way towards her, plunging his hand into one of the guards' necks and using the other to crush another man's chest, once again drowning himself in blood. When he reached Lynda, he didn't hesitate to cut her free. "Are you alright?"
"Could be better." The woman sighed before kneeling and picking up the firearm of the nearest dead soldier. Now, they all had something to fight with. "Let's get them."
"Ah…" Alison's pained moaning echoed from the door. He was swiftly leaving the room along with a few more guards, and Stein, doctor's eyes, ran around in fear. Mike could sense him shaking. "AAARGH!"
"Please, Mr. Bairren, just a moment, we'll…"
"Shut. UP!" Alison screeched before turning around and unveiling his face to Mike and the others. His face was dripped in crimson with wounds cut open. His right eye was torn apart, with nothing but a red stain covering the empty void of it. Alison shivered and limped, staring at Lockjaw with horror. "Lock the room down, now! Do everything you can…KILL THEM ALL!"
Lockjaw was about to attack again, but it was too late. Alison and his party left, forcing the metal door behind them to close immediately. Still, they had work to do. Mike rushed to the right, where three guards had already aimed at him. He did his best to remember how he avoided the animatronics in the bunker despite how difficult it was to emulate his human moves in this body. Nevertheless, he succeeded. Mike felt the electricity touching his metal skin every time a charge exploded nearby, but none of them hit their target. Mike didn't hesitate; those were the people who forced his father into servitude, kept Chris here, and used him for cruel experiments…Perhaps one of them was the bastard who killed his mother.
Mike killed the first one quickly by cutting his throat. The claws on torture devices were just sharp enough for it. When he got to the second one, the guard attempted to shoot him but missed once again. They didn't expect an animatronic to rebel against them so quickly and suddenly. Mike tore the gun from his hands and bashed the guard into a wall, which broke his skull and led to an immediate death. The third one shook in fear, but he didn't live for much longer. Lynda opened fire from the opposite side of the room and finished him off.
The room was clear.
"He got away!" Lockjaw shouted in fury as the trio gathered at the center, "That coward must pay dearly!"
"Hold on, Gron." Lynda tried to soothe him. "He will bring reinforcements. We should be careful.
Mike wanted to speak with them, too, yet he quickly realized that despite his attempts, he remained silent. His thoughts didn't get converted into words like when he was in control of Ennard; he felt as if something within this new body was blocking it. Mike clenched his fist as he realized that it was possible that torture devices were simply not designed to talk.
But before any of them could speak, Mike heard an echoing sound coming from the gate. One of the guards was still moving…
"Die…Freaks!" He shouted before tossing a grenade right at the spot where the trio stood.
"Look out!" Gron shouted as the three of them had to think incredibly quickly. All three of them jumped away, Mike and Gron to the right and Lynda to the left. In their attempt to get as far away as possible from the explosion, they crossed the lines of the opened gates before them. Mike could see the grenade explode, though only a fraction of the shockwave reached them. The smoke didn't allow them to see Lynda. Of course, Gron immediately rushed in to help her, but the door closed right in front of his eyes.
"NO!" He shouted as he punched it to no seeming effect. They were cut off from Lynda, who was now restrained in the opposite hall. As if it could get any more chaotic… "Lynda…We have to find her! She is talented and well-armed, but…There are other animatronics here! She will be powerless against them." Lockjaw shouted and clenched his fist before looking at Mike. "Why are you so quiet? Don't you understand what we have to do right now?!"
Mike shook his head and pointed to the device's metal neck.
"Ah, I see…" Lockjaw said in a much quieter, calmer voice. Mike couldn't lie. Such sudden and swift mood swings from Gron gave him the creeps. "Of course. Why would they need their test subjects to make too much noise?"
"Stand down!" An angry, commanding voice echoed from behind, making Gron and Mike turn around. Another small squad of armed guards blocked their way with two more torture devices standing beside them. Those must have been the reinforcements Alison called in. "Or we will hurt you…Badly!" His voice hardly sounded convincing. It wasn't enough to hide his fear.
"I'm done negotiating!" Lockjaw exclaimed it was time for him and Mike to turn this hall into a bloodbath. Mike bared his claws; he had already killed two of them just moments before…At least those people were monsters who did not deserve mercy. He would never fall any lower than killing Chris…But what if those people had families? What if they had to serve Alison due to the same contract his father had to sign? It was better not to think about it. Lockjaw would not show them any mercy. Mike shouldn't either.
And so they fought. There were no guards with electric weapons this time, and bullets caused the animatronics no pain. All those guards were powerless against two souls yearning for vengeance, yearning to atone for their sins. Lockjaw plunged his claws into the guard before him and tore his hands away. His agonized screams didn't last long; Gron didn't hesitate before forcing him to the ground and squishing his ribs. Mike joined the fight, too, forcing himself through the nearest guards, tossing them aside to the walls, and running towards the torture device. It attempted to fight, but without having a soul of it, it wasn't as quick or strong. It wasn't fueled by one's righteous rage. Mike clawed into its eyes and tore them away, making the animatronic stumble around without vision.
The second one attacked soon, scratching Mike's side just before he could finish the wounded animatronic off. The teenager found himself cornered near one of the walls, with the enemy getting closer with every second.
"Get away from him!" Gron charged to the rescue after killing and mutilating all the guards. Out of all the animatronics Mike has ever seen, Lockjaw was by far the strongest; it wasn't hard for him to deal with the torture devices by ripping them apart. Was this genuinely a part of his mechanical capabilities, or was the fury of his soul simply that powerful?
Either way, by the time they were done, Gron and Mike stood in silence, surrounded by a pile of corpses, both organic and metallic, mutilated and bleeding. Mike could see the vigor in Lockjaw's eyes…He would not calm down until he got his hands on Alison.
"Come on, we need to find them," Lockjaw commanded as he and Mike went further along the corridor. Eventually, the two reached another locked gate. Mike could hear some echoing steps from behind it. "I can feel them…They are close!" Lockjaw clenched his fist, anticipating the moment of his sweet vengeance. They could hear voices echoing from behind, a cacophony of terror and panic.
"Please, Mr. Bairren, we can't go through those halls. Those monsters are still roaming in there!" Stein pleaded.
"I don't care!" Alison's agonized voice echoed in response. "He must already be on his way here…He'll kill us all!"
"You're safe here, Mr. Bairren; he won't break those doors no matter how hard he…"
"HE WILL FIND A WAY! He will! He always does. We aren't safe!"
"They're here…" Lockjaw spoke quietly before looking at Mike. "And they are scared. We need to find another way inside and finish them off. I want to see tears of despair fall from Alison's…Eye."
Mike looked around, wondering if there was a possible shortcut that led inside and would allow them to avoid any potential confrontation. Eventually, the solution presented itself. Mike pointed at the vent shaft, an entrance to which emerged on the wall.
"Yes, perfect!" Lockjaw said with approval in his voice. "Get inside through here, and I'll make sure to distract and terrify them while you do. When you're inside, find a way to open this door…I'm sure there are some mechanisms for that."
Mike had no choice but to nod and get to his task. He tore apart the ventilation gate and got inside, slowly crawling through the duct and hoping that there weren't any cameras to alert Alison to his approach. As he made his way, the echo of Lockjaw punching the door with his metal hands and a powerful sound wave echoed in Mike's mind.
"Alison!" The demonic scream went through the room as Lockjaw clung to the door, trying to tear it apart. Mike wasn't sure whether revealing his presence like this was a good idea, but the closer Lockjaw was to his revenge, the more invigorated and irrational he became. "You have nowhere to run!"
"He's here, he's here!" Alison's panicked voice responded. "No, no, no…"
"Everyone, at the southern door!" Stein commanded. His voice displayed fear, too, but unlike Alison, he wasn't in a complete state of panic and agony yet.
"I can sense the stench of your foul blood…" Lockjaw continued. "And my comrade does, too. He's already in the halls, scouring and waiting for the moment you try to run…So perhaps it's time to admit that it is over? The more you try to hold me back, the angrier you get me, and if I am angry, don't even dare to hope for a quick death."
"You…Leave me alone, you monster!"
"Even if I am a monster, it was you who made me one…And like every monster, I've come to hunt my prey!"
"Who is he?!" Alison shouted back. "You brought another soul…WHO IS IT?!"
"I'm sorry, boss, but your contract taught me to keep my secrets. Thought Henry's aid would save you? He is nothing! Just a pawn whose job was to bring me down here, I can do the rest of the work myself!"
Meanwhile, Mike finally reached the opposite end of the duct, which led directly to the room Alison and others hid in. There were three doors there leading in different directions; one of them was the one Lockjaw tried to tear apart, but Alison wasn't eager to run away through the other two. Perhaps he thought that it would make him even more vulnerable to the animatronic hunters, and he was right. Either way, the situation didn't look good for him.
Time to make it even worse.
Mike broke out and leaped into the room.
"What the…" Stein's shocked voice was the first sound that broke the haunting silence.
"Kill it, kill it!" Alison commanded in panic.
They tried, of course, but even bullets that hit Mike didn't stop him and simply bounced back. He looked around the room and noticed a large red lever on the wall between some of the doors. He wasn't sure what it was, and there was nothing else press, nor anyone who he could ask. As good of a guess as any.
Mike charged towards it and pulled the lever down, hoping that this would allow Lockjaw to get inside.
"What are you doing? Stop him!" Stein shouted.
"L…Leave me!" Alison continued to scream in panic.
As Mike hoped, it worked. As he pulled the lever down, all three metal gates around him opened and unveiled the separate halls one could enter through this room, including the one where Lockjaw stood. This was a sight that caused both Alison and Stein to recoil in terror.
"Come out, come out!" Lockjaw shouted and ran towards them. The remaining guards opened fire in a desperate attempt to slow Mike and Gron down. There were just enough to block the way and enrage Lockjaw even more. Alison and Stein, meanwhile, made their way towards the furthest door.
"Come on, Mr. Bairren, we should leave…"
"Thank you for this astute observation. It's not like I could've noticed myself…AARGH!" Alison clung to his head as his blood began to drip once again; he grew weak and vulnerable.
"Don't you dare to run!" Lockjaw spokesman in a mechanical, almost demonic voice as he tore the guards before him apart, tossing their mutilated insides to the floor as well as dirty bones colored in dark red. The room became darker each time blood tainted its walls. Soon, all guards were down.
"Alison!" Gron shouted and ran towards the terrified man. Alison shivered for a moment. He was almost at the gate. Eventually, he grabbed Dr. Stein by the shoulder.
"What are you…"
Alison pushed him right in front of Lockjaw. It came as a surprise, and Lockjaw bumped into the terrified doctor, inevitably forcing him to slow down. This gave Alison just enough time to cross the threshold and take out his communicator.
"Shut the northern door B3 and disconnect it from the bunker system, NOW!"
"Stop!" Lockjaw charged at him, but once again, the metal door closed and separated him from Alison. "NO!" He rushed to the lever, attempting to pull it again, but Lockjaw succeeded in was closing the other two doors while this one remained unmoved. "They disconnected it…RAAAGH!" The animatronic raged and punched a wall before him. "He still runs. I will make him scream and beg for mercy…He will pay!"
Mike watched in silence, realizing that he probably shouldn't interrupt Lockjaw's rage, or else he was risking getting on his bad side. Their hunt would continue soon; they still had to find Lynda and end Alison, and while Lockjaw was deciding on where they should go next, Mike turned towards Dr. Stein. Lockjaw said he was one of the head researchers under Alison's command, running all the experiments down here. Seeing him shiver in fear, unable to hold back sweat and tears as he looked up into a torture device's soulless eyes while under its shadow…Yes, Mike began to understand how Lockjaw felt.
"P…Please…I…He forced me to, he…I can explain…"
He must have known about Chris, perhaps even performed some of the experiments himself. Mike grabbed one metallic head on his shoulder and another on his head.
"What the…No, no, please, NO!"
He made it quick. Mike tore Stein's head from his body, unleashing yet another river of blood and causing his lifeless shell to fall into the puddle of blood. His head retained the terrified expression Stein had moments before his death, just another piece of trash to be tossed aside.
Mike did not care for explanations, only freedom and vengeance.