Now I have two options- give in (not an option) or push him over. With that giant shield, it’s definitely the center of their mass compared to their arguably scrawny body. So I do so, with all my might. They sort of stumble, which isn’t enough, but it IS enough to let me get up and limp as fast as I can to the showers. I have an idea.
“F**k off, dude!”
I’m shot in the back. It hurts like hell, and I fall on my own knees. My entire right side is numb. But I can’t quit now. The soldier’s following me into the showers. When it enters the room, I kick it and it’s stupid f**king shield into a shower. Then I go in with it and kick its stupid f**king shield into its face. Finally, I turn on the water and make it as hot as possible. It won’t kill him, but while he’s trying to get up he’ll be scalded like hell. Then, the final part of my plan. My escape.
There’s still downstairs. I can go down there. They know i’ve never gone down there, chances are. They won’t expect me to go there in my panic. I vault over the table and hide, I fumble for my flashlight in my bag, and I grab it, but see something roll past my table. Definitely a grenade. Out into the hallway and into the stairwell. Past the police tape blocking the stairs down, i’m rushing down the stairs with an alien gun in one hand and a flashlight in the other. I don’t feel like making noise, though, so once i’m out of sight I just creep silently down, and eventually, i’m in the clear. I turn in my flashlight. Time to see what’s down here.