Prologue: The Attack on Liberty Research Base The alarms blared loudly. A voice from the intercom shouted "This is not a drill, I repeat, this is not a drill. TER have breached the facility, evacuate immediately." I grabbed my gear, which included a M490-L Laser Pistol a black and red suit designed to protect against all kinds of low-class laser weapons and a G19 Shockwave Grenade. I came to a halt as I saw one of my colleagues gunned down in front of me. The force of the laser impacting his chest threw him against the wall. He slid down the wall, leaving a smear of blood. I pulled out my Laser Pistol and waited for someone to appear around the corner. About three seconds later, I saw a hand, then a part of his torso, then finally, his head. I did not hesitate, I pulled the trigger and one shot went right next to his right eye, completely removing half of his head. His body jerked back and fell to the ground. I turned to my fallen comrade, he had blood coming out of his nose and mouth and a gaping hole in his heart, where the laser impacted. I got up and continued running to the exit. Along the way, I saw many workmates dead, or die. The TER laughed like killing us was some kind of sport. Finally, I made it out of the building. I saw hundreds of people running for their lives. There were seven Intergalactic Rescue Planes awaiting our arrival. Only high importance personnel were allowed to board, luckily for me, I am of high importance. I boarded and we immediately took off. I looked back and saw TER members leaving the building and shooting the runners. That image made me feel melancholy. I cannot stand seeing my friends being killed off for the TER's amusement.