Ian began staggering with the bugs all over him.  He heard a female voice and in his hazy sense of consiousness couldn't quite understand what he was hearing.  It was almost like a foreign language to him.<br/><br/>He thrust his fist up into the air holding the detonator for the satchel charge.<br/><br/>"Back off all of you! If my thumb comes off this trigger you all are goin' to hell with me you fuckin' bugs!"<br/><br/>His vision was bluring but the searing pain on his skin kept him from passing out.  It didn't even make sense him yelling this at whatever was in the room, but his mind was going and being overcome with a sense of rage.<br/><br/>"You hear me! every damn thin' in here is goin' to hell with me!"<br/><br/>