She’s telling me something about the G-Virus and again, how I’m their only hope. I’m struggling to take everything in. We’ve barely survived a gun battle back in the city, where thirty foot giants rampaged through a small district and killed, five, maybe six men
Then to top it all off, the big guy, yes, that big guy, has chased us for the past day, going as far to hitch a ride and, subsequently crash several planes, killing anyone stupid or slow enough to stand in his way.
But still, the momentary pause is needed; it’s the first time in hours we’ve been able to take a breather, although deep down, we know it can’t last.
And it doesn’t.