...Of course, none of this commotion had gone unnoticed. Mere seconds after the last of the customers had left, Sasha heard the familiar whir off security cabs pulling up outside, followed by the mechanical racket off the sligs legs. Sasha took cover behind the bar and loaded what was left of her ammo into the uzis. "Go" came a croaky sligs voice from outside. Six sligs ran through the doors right into a wall of hot lead, so that was her ammo gone. She leapt out from behind the bar and sprinted for the security office, bullets ricocheting around her. As soon as she was in she grabbed one of the dead sligs guns and cocked it. She had around 50 bullets , not nearly enough!
She had to think fast, she took out a trio off sligs trying to rush her and reloaded. What could she do? The bar room was littered with bodies and overturned tables, the sligs outside were confused and disorderd. If she was going to do something she would have to do it now. There was a large gas pipe in the bar room leaking out its contents, and a large light above it hmmm.......
