"Seriously! What the fuck are you!?"
SLAM!!
Mark slammed into the killer and took them both through the wall behind him and into another room! The killer grit his teeth and launched himself away from Mark; he rolled to a stop and reached behind him to grab more grenades!
There was nothing there.
Fuck.
The killer immediately grabbed two guns from the holsters on his thighs and aimed them at Mark's head as he watched Mark slowly get to his feet. The killer was breathing heavily, and there was a bead of sweat coming down the side of his head, but he was still perfectly calm, and there was a cold and calculative look in his gaze as he looked around him and tried to find the best possible way to handle this situation!
