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FlashBANG.
He was expecting that.
What he wasn't expecting, in order:
Gravity.
Sunlight.
A two-foot drop onto asphalt.
Shaking his head in a vain attempt to clear the spots from his-- eye, Neil sits up. Then he winces, because bruised ribs are nobody's friend.
His blurred, flash-blinded vision tells him he's in some kind of parking lot. Everything looks beat up, run down, and old.
What the fuck?
He was expecting that.
What he wasn't expecting, in order:
Gravity.
Sunlight.
A two-foot drop onto asphalt.
Shaking his head in a vain attempt to clear the spots from his-- eye, Neil sits up. Then he winces, because bruised ribs are nobody's friend.
His blurred, flash-blinded vision tells him he's in some kind of parking lot. Everything looks beat up, run down, and old.
What the fuck?