- This better be important, Player - said your dear friend while parking the car - Beacuse, I swear, if this again one of your attemps of- WHAT THE HELL-?!
- SHHHH!!! - you silenced him - Silence, I asked you to come in silence!!!
- Well, sorry for being surprised to see a FUCKING plush battalion and...and whatever those things are!! - your friend say while pointing at the enormous creatures that stood before them both. - you know? when you told me that you were going to find some thing from your old job I thought you mean by searching in archives or even in your old office, not in..this!!
-...yeah..about that..is a long story-
Or, after a long and tedious battle against the prototype, you now have maybe between 34 or more traumatized people in a truck, a friend with no idea of what you've endure and a bright terrorific future in front
(English it's not my first lenguage so, sorry for any typos)