The engineering building finally collapsed after a night of fire. We had to come back to check if I, agent Penn, left anything behind. A few hours ago I just found out that my media-playback device broke down in the midst of a cramming session for an exam. Mr. T and I suspect there was foulplay involved. Someone deliberately sabotaged my media-playback device. But who? I shook off the thought as I rappelled down the helicopter. There's nothing much left. A couple of bodies here and there. A couple? Something's wrong. There should be more of them. Then I turned around. I could see their eyes; As red as blood. They're here. The Night-Crammers. A can of coke in one hand, and a bundled set of lecture notes in the other hand. Papers couldn't hurt me. But my eyes can't handle coke. I could imagine how painful it must be to be on the receiving end of that. I spoke to my watch-phone (a phone embedded in a watch.. try to keep up): "Delta base, this is delta-7. Abort mission. Requesting immediate pickup".
"This is T. Listen, Penn, we're in the middle of something here. It seems the barrel-chested engineering kids have created some sort of flying machine.. and it's coming straight at us. Pilot! Turn us around! I'm sorry, agent Penn. I'm sure you can find your way out of this one. It's not the first time, after all. Godspeed, over"
"DAMN YOU MR. T!"

They're everywhere. The collapse of their hive didn't destroy them, it nourished them with some sort of eng-mana. The intel guys got it wrong. I should've known. I threw punches at the approaching eng kids. A straight punch at the beer cans held in the hands of the barrel chested eng kids, and a couple of roundhouse kicks to the greasy-haired kids' calculators. I could win this, I thought. I could. But there's too many of them.

Then the sky opened. A couple of guys jumped from the sky. Who the hell are these guys?

"AGENT PENN! TAKE MY HAND!", said one of them.
"What?! Why? Who are you?"
"I am No Mercy. This is No Regret. We are THE RESCUE ARMY! AND WE ARE HERE TO RESCUE YOU!"
"..."
"I SAID, WE ARE HERE TO RESCUE YOU"

Huh. Odd. I grabbed No Mercy's hand, and off we flew away from the mass of eng kids throwing themselves at each other. I was safe. Then I realised that we were flying.

"Seriously, who are you guys?"
"We are the RESCUE ARMY. Please, save the questions for later"

To be continued...