holy sh@#!

you find out cole was dead. suddenly you see all the windows. they had been locked down. you see the room go dark. you shot the foxgirl in the head. you hear radio chatter, screams. then something started... eating you, the last thing you heard was the screams of your comrades, they were being killed, all of them. and there was nothing you could do. you blankly fired your rifle, trying to hit whatever was attacking you. but your bullets caught nothing but air. your clip went dry before you hit the ground. you tried to talk to your squadmates, but all that came out was blood. the roo's you had freed, you hoped they were ok. you hoped vaughn was ok. but then you were no more. the thing had done its job. you died in a pool of shell casings and blood. the last thing you saw was the flashlight of your friend. then it fell too. the radio grew quiet. everyone else was dead.

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