Brian: Yeah. I suppose somebody has to.
Sliding around a bend in the road on the quad bike, the trees and rain obscure Steve’s view but the night vision goggles show him just enough to proceed. His speed on the now soaking wet road surface is a level of danger that pales in comparison to the warzone he just escaped and, arriving at the layby where he parked the Beast he jumps off the quad bike before it has fully stopped, then sprints towards the waiting vehicle.
The rain begins to subside as he approaches it and stops, he can see that the path to the driver’s side door is blocked. A large branch resting against it. Nothing he couldn’t move with enough effort, but it being there at all was the problem.