#casper mod

Tommy Coolatta!!!!!!!!

The Sun

He/him/his

Gay cisgender man

37

There's our way out

Benrey, look... Gordon struggled to get up as he clutched his shoulder

I fucked up this experiment, I don’t know what to do. This was my life’s work, I-I… I can’t go on after this

Gordon leaned against the wall, this crisis washing over him

If Joshua could see me like this, he’d-he’d…

This Joshua?

Benrey was suddenly holding a picture of Joshua and Gordon in 2016 on Joshua's first birthday

Yes, where did you…

Found it in your locker, next to your passport and your driver’s license

And you were snooping in my stuff because…????

It’s security’s job, Gordon.

Alright, let’s get the fuck outta here.

That's the goal. Whether we achieve it is up for God to decide

Hey, you. You’re finally awake.

Gordon squints to see the man better, noticing how he looks like he had gone through worse than the experiment’s failure due to the bullet holes in his helmet and the scuffs on his uniform.

Looks like some wound ya got there

The strange man says as the snicker he let out echoes through the test chamber. He gestures for Gordon to look to his left. The only thing Gordon sees is a large piece shrapnel from the rotators on his arm. Blood covered the ground, the shrapnel and the left side of Gordon suit. Gordon wanted to scream, cry, vomit even, but he couldn't. He was paralyzed with fear and pain.

So, are ya gonna get up on your own or do I have to do everything myself around here?

The strange man smirks and rolls his eyes before he puts one hand into his pocket as he grabs one side and moves it off of what once was Gordon's hand

Fuck… that hurts..

Gordon mumbles to himself, his body aching and trembling as he uses his right arm to brace himself against a wall.

You look-

The stranger cuts himself off.

Well isn't it the man of the hour, Gordon Freeman! Let me lend ya a hand here, but I think I could lend ya two.

The stranger chuckles before he extends a gloved hand to Gordon. Gordon takes his hand, though the man's tough grip shot pain up through him, causing him to slightly stumble. The stranger puts Gordon's arm over his shoulder helping Gordon limp to the crushed exit.

You’re like an angel, man… where did you even come from?

Oh trust me, you’ll find I’m no angel. I’m from here and from there, but I just happened to be here, now.

The stranger leans Gordon against a wall, who then promptly slides down the wall and sits down. The Stranger taps his chin.

Any idea how you and I are getting this open?

My brain hurts more than it usually does, and that’s the only idea I have at the moment, Mr…..

Gordon trails off, realizing his life had been saved by a man he doesn’t even know the name of.

Please, Call me...

The strange man hesitates.

Gordon grabs the paper and reads it