The sniper lets out a scream as they're thrown from the roof, landing with a heavy thud. Oh yeah, they'll live, but they're also not going to be getting up any time soon.
"What the hell? What was that?!" cried one of the other snipers, who had seen it all. "What the hell happened to Sam?! Where'd that... thing go?!"
"It went up on the roof! It's up on the roof! It's one of those damn Numbered!"
Some more shouts of arguing, some from inside the warehouse... one of them sounding suspiciously like a command to get up to the roof and stop whomever is up there.
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"What the hell? What was that?!" cried one of the other snipers, who had seen it all. "What the hell happened to Sam?! Where'd that... thing go?!"
"It went up on the roof! It's up on the roof! It's one of those damn Numbered!"
Some more shouts of arguing, some from inside the warehouse... one of them sounding suspiciously like a command to get up to the roof and stop whomever is up there.