Post by privatefirstclass on Sept 24, 2008 18:27:03 GMT -5
PFC sits next to Alex, his team filling in the row across, and the necrotech elites standing in the carrier, holding a bar and closing the doors. A slight jerk moves everyone, then they feel themselves leaving the ground. They pull out their headsets. Before putting his on PFC nudges Alex. "Don't trust them, stay ready." PFC puts his headset on. "Welbert, how good is the medical care at the facility we are going to? I think I shattered something in my back..."