''He should be dead''
''I agree, strange,he fell a hundred stories and yet somehow he clings to life.''
''Witnesses confirm that he was kicked through the window of the 112th floor,and a man wearing a blazing white suit jumped out after him and they fought as they fell''
''unbelievable,should he join us then?having showed us his....irregularities?''
Blane's eyes remained shut as he listened to the two men speaking about him,he could move his arms and felt the cold feel of a scalpel within reach, his mind was still groggy and didn't seem to process what had happened, yet only one thought could pierce the swimming darkness ,escape.
With amazing quickness Blane took the scalpel and grabbed the closest man, putting it to his throat,''I'm leaving''.......''So soon?''the other man spoke,smiling at Blane.''I will kill him if u don't tell me how to get out'', ''The man who had smiled drew his gun and pointed it at Blane,''Oh please don't Cole, not again, just tell him instead of showing, it hurts you know'' Cole looked Blane in the eyes and fired,the man he had been holding slumped to the floor,dead.''We here at I.C.E have no fear of death ,just lke you Blane''.
''You shot him,?''Blane couldent belive it,that the man in front of him,Cole would so easily kill a man in cold blood.
''Death is just a frame of mind for us Blane''
At this the dead man rose and turned to look at Blane ,smiling despite the gaping wound in his chest ,''How do you win against an organisation with no fear of death?
