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Darek shuddered and touched his shoulder. The bullet hit him just below the collarbone.

— Ow!—grimased he.—It seems we're not alone here...—

Loud laughter rang out from the stairwell above.

— Believe me, I didn't see that...—Adrian said, pressing a button in the wall. The doorway was securely sealed by a screen.

— And who was it?—Darek stared at the wound angrily.— Ruined a new shirt completely...—

— Come here, there are some weapons under the table.—Adrian's eyes bulged in fright as one of the bullets pierced the screen.— We need to do this quickly!—

It was only with the fifth blow that Adrian broke through the wall of the table.

— Hmm, not bad...—Darek shouldered Adrian aside a little and took out two large pistols that looked more like two small machine guns.

— Kirby, here you go...— Ryan chose the smallest gun.— I think you can handle him... don't hit me!—

— Adrian, how did you turn on this screen?—I asked Prior.