“Time, Doctor Freeman?” A deep voice echoes as if from nowhere. The explosion is caught in a freeze-frame, Alyx suspended in mid-air, and a deathly silence falls over the City 17. Just as the monstrous fireball threatens to engulf the top of the Citadel, everything stops. The force of the explosion lifts Alyx off her feet. “Come on Gordon,” says Alyx, turning to face you. ”You need me.” Sparks begin to fly from ruins of the reactor, and a high-pitched whistle threatens to crescendo. “No.” growls Breen, his distorted voice amplified from within the collapsing orb. Far below, City 17 is alight with the fires of the uprising. The silvery-blue orb now hovering at the peak of the Citadel’s reactor is fluctuating ominously, emitting dazzling shockwaves into the twilight. “You fool! You don’t know what you’ll unleash! You could bring down this whole Citadel - think, man, think of the people below!”
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