(I think you can figure that out.... Everything is not what it seems.

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Michael:
*nods to men with a smug look, tilts sunglasses* Any final words Desmond?
Desmond: You can not stop Sumonsar. He was sent by our god.. a new race is about to begin...
*takes a breath, ready to continue talking*
Michael: Enough.
*smirks, and looks at men* Give it to him.
*the men take out heavy-duty "street sweeper" tommy guns, and shoot multiple rounds into the traitor*
*Desmond's bloody body leans against some kind of car prototype*
*As blood pours from his mouth, Desmond looks directly into your eyes..*
*His body falls onto the floor*
*John covers his mouth in shock*
John: WHY DID YOU KILL HIM?! My child needs medical help! Without him, we won't find the medial unit!
Health Status: 25% - Your vital organs are shutting down. You can no longer move your arms. Bleeding is getting worse. Having trouble breathing, and talking. Needs surgery immediately.