contiuation is as follows:





Tabris stood, staring at the man. his eyes said he knew him.





The man had pulled out a pistol as he was walking over and had it point at my head. There we stood. Blood everywhere, bodies everywhere, peices of bodies everywhere. Glass and wall plaster everywhere.



My pistol was pointed at Tabris, his at me, and the strange man had two weapons, one at each of us. He was the one who had nothing to lose.





I looked at Tabris. He looked at me. We both knew we had been had.





"Okay," I said, slowly lowering my USP.



Tabris hesitated, but the man nudged his forehead with the shotgun. "Okay, okay!"



"Who are you, and what do you want with us?" I asked.



"I need your help. Or rather, you need mine."



"you like two way riddles, don't you?"



"I do..."



"So how do we need each other?" asked Tabris.



"You do not need either of us, but we need you. And each other." He paused, looking at me with a smirk. "You have no idea what has been happening do you, Willet? You have had around a week to be learning what's up, and you have come close. You have discovered many things. But all of those things don't mean crap without a why."



"What? Are you some kind've stalker?"



"Actually, I'm a US Marshall."



"What's your name?"



"Louie." was his reply.