Follow George

You follow the larger one, keeping careful to avoid making noise. Your target seems nervous, periodically turning to play a light over the tunnel he has covered.

Finally, he reaches the door and opens it, closing the metal door behind himself. You wait a moment before dropping down from the pipes and opening the door.

The pain in your head and the deafening boom are all that your mind registers before your mind goes blank. Your brains are splattered across the top of the tunnel entrance by a high powered rifle blast. Guess George was on the ball after all.