*A large shadow covers your body and the surroundings off the facility halls and The Prototype looks at you,his voice distorted and broken* No more games..... No more lies..... My good friend... Preston...... He was always... Nice to me... *He raises his clawed and metal hand as it shines in the dim light* You were never very nice..... Were you? *he chuckles darkly and he moves closer,his large frame startling you slightly*