Post by Sarpek on Apr 14, 2009 21:02:33 GMT -5
There is a sound of a revving engine from the roof, and the freight elevator doors open with a triumphant Clatter. Sarpek is standing in the foreground, in front of stacks of MREs, ammo, 55 gallon drums of gas, and a crate of Flashbangs. He grins. "What now?!"