BLAMM! Something huge and mechanical crashes through the window. The blast throws me to my back... a storm of small fragments rages in every direction... heavy metal grinds through furniture and shattered glass. Just time to think twice. I'm bleeding—got both guns drawn. I stumble to my feet and face what I can only describe as a Decepticon made from a push mower... the size of a Hummer. Good thing I was dreaming. [=
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