The air smelt musty, the and he stood in front of you. His once white armour had been subject to decay, he now had a wire on his side, injecting unknown liquids inside of him.

“You’re an asset to the Combine. Why would they ever want to change that?” Clone Cop said. “They’ll never give you what you want, that’s how they manipulate you. And once they’re done, they’ll toss you aside.”

“What if we could work together? You gave up everything for the Combine, now it’s time to ditch them.”