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The door splintered and cracked, before bursting open. Matt blanched slightly, ill-used to the sight of that much gore since he'd left the future. Blood. Blood every-fucking-where. Brilliant red and pooling in unnatural ways in a room that stank of its rich iron tang with a sulphurous edge of burnt cordite.
Instinct had him double-tapping his EMD at a feral-looking Becker. A third blast dropped their field co-ordinator as she sprang from her nest.
He thanked deities he didn't believe in that they'd both been too far gone to reach for the guns they'd been carrying.