(Story extract)
 
We were all breathing heavily, slowly emerging from behind the desks, staring out into the large gaping hole where a wall and doorway once was, and where two massive carcasses layed now. A glinting, silvery figure caught my eye, standing across the street in an alley between two buildings. I blinked a few times, stepping out into the bloodstained snow, noticing a massive, slender rifle supported upon the back of the figure, smoke pouring from the muzzlebrake. I couldn’t help but feel that I’d seen it somewhere before… the figure nodded once, slowly turning about and looking back at myself, heading down the alley. A steel ranger…