Will ran out the door lightning fast as the thing kept firing. Eventually, they would get revenge. There was something inhuman about the Head of Death, so it had to be a monster. A hybrid? Just a madman? Whatever it was, they'd get revenge. Interrogations. He snapped out of his train of thought, focused on running, running and running. He rolled out of the doorway and into the cover of the adjacent wall, avoiding the hail of bullets from the machine pistol.