"Moving awkwardly through the remaining furniture, too aware of the assortment of disgusting smells, the Predator made its way to the door and, bending down through the doorway, stepped out into the sunlight."

"A spatter of dust clouds at its feet, then a pain like sharp needles at the join of its shoulder armor. Quickly, it jabbed the control panel, felt the camouflage come on and simultaneously ran to the right, away from the line of fire. Drugs in its armor injected the would numbing it." pg. 173 Chapter 42