as his eyes blinked open, he realised he was standing. he quickly looked around trying to recollect what he was doing there. he seemed to be at the entrance to a huge hall and all around him bodies were strewn. most of them looked like soldiers, some looked like mutated humans but they were all armed. he quickly gathered a couple of guns and a few grenades. seemed like he might have to use them soon to avoid ending up like one of those bodies around. he walked into the hall and suddenly out of corner of his eye spotted some movement to his right. he quickly turned, and not waiting to see if it was friend or foe, he shot to find another mutant twitching post mortem on the ground. suddenly all hell broke loose. a horde of mutants descended on him from all corners, their guns blazing.he responded with lead but try as he might he could get only a few of them. going by the number of holes being put in him , a piece of swiss cheese might've felt sorry. as he retreated towards the door, a glance to the left revealed a window through which he could see a couple of boys of about 10 or 11 looking at him intensely. he tried warning the kids but found he had no voice. maybe it was because of the gunfire. he continued retreating and strangely the window kept pace with him floating along the wall magically.the kids kept watching as he slipped into unconsciousness. the last thing he heard was one kid telling the other "This level is the toughest. Want to try your hand at it ? "
as his eyes blinked open again, he realised he was standing.