A Decicive Man.

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" I trust you are a Decisive man, Mr. Freeman, so I believe you will make the, correct choice." Gordon took a second to evaluate his options, either join the strange man, or refuse, and be given a battle he cannot win. " Tick tock, Dr. Freeman, tick tock, your fate rests on the clock." Gordon looked at the man, and back around at the tram. Gordon walked over to the portal, and jumped in. " You made the right choice, Dr. Freeman, I am pleased to know we will be working together. Yet, I am not done with you, I must take you to a place unlike The border world, Xen." Gordon's vision was filled with a red light, and he blacked out.

Gordon awoke with a jolt, his breath was shaky, his hands trembling, his knees were weak, arms were heavy, vomit on his H.E.V suit already. He looked around, he was dropped into a dumpster, great, he thought, looks like a good old spray of water wasn't gonna do the job. He got up, and brushed himself off, and he realized he had his H.E.V suit helmet on. He looked around, it was just a good old alley way, with the occasional graffiti and rat. He looked up, and almost screamed, the sky was blood red, with a pentagram in it. He looked to his right, and saw, what he suspected to be people walking around. He ducked behind the dumpster, he peaked around and used the built in binoculars in his suit to see them from afar. What he saw, is what could only be described as abominations, they were red like the sky, had horns, and some were tall some short, and the occasional walking wolf. Gordon couldn't make sense of what the hell was happening, where he was, or who they were. Gordon walked out onto the concrete sidewalk, and started walking in a random direction. The amount of signs, lights, and sounds overwhelmed Gordon, it reminded him of when he went to New York to visit his cousin and he got mugged 3 times. He saw a sign for a bar, and he got exited, I could go for a drink, and since Barney didn't get him me my beer, I'll get a few drinks, he thought as he walked twords the door.

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