The man slowly approached me, pointing both of his guns directly at me. I backed up at the same pace, not ready to let him any closer. He spoke up once he exited the elevator. "Solid Snake. We knew they would send you if they found out someone was here. But how did they find us so fast? I would like to know." I remained silent. I wasn't going to tell this random enemy about the dreams and me coming here because of them. I would look crazy and he would more than likely just shoot me on spot. And without any cover, that would be a losing battle. He spoke again. "Do you mind telling me? Snake?" I couldn't help but let out a small chuckle. "Do you think you're messing with an amateur? Why would I just tell you? Here, why don't you tell me why you're here, and maybe I'll consider telling you." He stood there, silently, and lowered his guns, laughing hysterically. "R-really!? You think I would tell you! I know you would just kill me afterwards!.....Do you think your dealing with an amateur?" He was obviously mocking me. "Well, I will do this for you. My given name of our group. Of our goldenrage. I am.... The rage of fate." He once again raised his guns, and shot at me. I was able to find and jump to cover just in the right time. Once he stopped shooting, the rage of fate took off the sash that held his knives, and one by one threw them in different directions around the room. "What is he doing" I thought. Then, one landed next to me. I went to grab it. And I automatically regretted it. The knife flew into me, piercing into my shoulder. As I grabbed it, I felt a small and near imvisble yet strong thread attached to it. Fate chuckled. "Did I hit my mark? Lets see....your shoulder. Right?" How the hell did he know that? I was out of his sight. "Come right me. Hero of Shadow Moses. I want to see how you really fight." Hero....that's a word that only exist for those who do nothing but save others....not kill to save other. I was no hero. And being called such enraged me. So I dove out of cover and shot at him, forcing him behind a wall. And here came another knife, this one hitting me square in the forearm. Fate then called out the same exact part of my body that hit me. Was he psychic? I dealt with one before. Psycho Mantis. So I was willing to believe this man was no different. And then, I noticed something strange about the knives stuck in me. The wounds created by them....they weren't bleeding. Actually....when I pulled them out....there was no wound at all.
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Metal Gear Solid: Hell of Shadow Moses
Hayran KurguSnake has been having nightmares of his mission on Shadow Moses Island one year ago. And now, he's having dreams about a new group going after the same island of his past. Just what exactly is causing Snake to see these things? And are they harmless...