Logan's Retribution

[Shotgun]

TEXAS SYSTEM
- LPI HUNTSVILLE, CELL #666

[font=Palatino Linotype][color=#FFFFFF]"Get up you bastard."

[color=#FF0000]"Only for your mother."

The guard flings a punch hitting Logan directly in the face.

"What was the second one for?"

"For looking so stupid."

Semi-unconscious the four well-armoured guards drag him to the shuttle doors.

Five years without Liquid Cardamine is fatal for most people, the strong-willed become half-insane and physically weak. Logan's prime passed away a long time ago. He is almost like an empty shell, a shell that is about to crack wide open as well.

With a bit more shuffling, another punch and a leg-kick, Logan was finally pushed into the heavily-fortified vessel. Locked up tight, just like the secretary requested.

For some reason though, Logan couldn't help but grin. Like he knew something was going down. Real fast, real hard.