He calls himself a genius. I call him evil, insane, and twisted. I am slowly getting up just in time to hear a beeping sound and look to see a bomb. Not just one but many more scattered around the building and only one escape with barley any chance of survival...the window. I start limping as blood is slowly dripping out of my wound. I'm losing blood and it's going so blurry. "I can't die not here not now" I keep telling myself as I inch closer to the window. I jump through the window glass breaking around me as I fall. I inched closer and closer to the ground but before I can slam to the ground I grab onto a ledge with my metallic claws I built into my suit. I slowly climb down and reach the ground. As I stumble away and the building is blown to pieces. It is time to stop the surgeon.
