vivaldi

they're inside that place.
how many?
shit, maybe thousands.
what's the plan?
kill 'em all, before they spread, infect the whole planet.
well, duh! but how do we do it?
you're going in there.
not me, brother. I ain't no hero.
no you're the bait. get 'em to come out.
yeah, then what?
me and this particle beam disintegrator will take over. won't be nothing left but the memories.
fried bugs on a summer night.
it's weird how they look just like people.
good thing we're not fooled, eh?
just another day in paradise.
I can almost hear the music.
yeah? vivaldi?
no. led zeppelin.
figures.