[size=7]T[/size]he platoon started off in a lonely room, with 4 medikits and a shotgun for everyone to share. We were all wary from the previous horrors of the Mars War. &quot;Be careful!&quot; Mid muttered. Mike had decided to do some recon solo; he swiftly maneuvered room to room, eliminating threats therein. All of a sudden he encountered a switch. He was mesmerized at its beauty -- like a hooker in the desert. It was too much for him to bear, he quickly flipped it in a burst of passion, and the lights in the entire base turned off.<br /><br />&quot;Great&quot; I declared. &quot;Lmao&quot; Mike cried, in a burst of madness. He had jeopardized the entire mission with one flip of a switch, and he was loving every second of it. Meanwhile, RottKing, despite finding the red key, was quickly cut down in front of the red door by a cyberdemon shooting blindly. Before exhaling his last breath, he whispered &quot;Be careful around the red door fuckin&#039; faggots.&quot; He was gone...<br /><br />Hatred, the firecracker of the group, quickly rose to the occasion and was slaying all that was evil. He could do no wrong, until he shot a rocket at me which blasted me in the way of a cyberdemon. Despite the pure agony of causing my death, he was able to find the base self-destruct button in the middle of complete darkness, and end the suffering of the Mars War...