The last guy comes towards me. He was bulky and a least half a foot taller than I am. In his hand he held an eight inch blade, freshly sharpened. I aim a high roundhouse kick and it catches his jaw, fazing him only momentarily. He lunges forward knocking me onto the tracks. His blade comes within millimetres of my face but realising my legs weren't trapped under his body I pull my knee up sharply, hitting him between the legs. In his moment of pain I smack the butt of my gun across his face. He rolls of me in pain, as I jump up I co][ck my gun and shoot him between the eyes. Sickly black blood flows out between his now glassy eyes. I glance around, the station was silent bar my panting. "Everyone alright?"