Freak is alone, minigun still spinning, hot, and very much smoking from the white red glow of his barrels. He decides to wind down his massive firearm and take a breather, for they are all dead now. He looks around for the nearest wall to lean on, careful not to trip over the body circle where he was clearly standing, and pulls out his sandvich. He looks up to the sky and chuckles "When will they ever learn..." biting down, on the non-existant sandvich he just hand in his hand. Now furious he shouts "Alright spy, HAND IT OVER! I'm tired of this bullshit!" The spy uncloaks, laughing, for he is BLU, a friendly spy, from the nearby rooftop. He tosses the sandvich back and shouts "You should be more careful my overgrown friend! There is no time for a break, as more reinforcements are coming! We are alone out in this barren "dustbowl", you and I, so we must work together in this impending wave of RED for they are most certainly displeased of their point being taken!" (To be continued...)