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This looks like it could escalate quickly. And it appears that I missed that patch. Apply it to the upper sleeve of my trenchcoat. I step up to the group smoothly and insert myself into the argument.

"Hello, folks. I'm detective Alex McCain. What seems to be the problem here?"

"Well, best not to draw attention where it isn't due."

I begin walking up the unkempt street in a mock version of the way the other survivors ramble about. Towards the ZPD station.

"Goodbye silence. I will miss your tender embrace. May we someday meet again one final time."

I walk out of my office and down the hall to the right. The main entrance is just down a flight of stairs. I remember how the walls used to shine like gold in the morning sun. How at night, when everything was settling down, the perps we had gotten would sometimes start humming some song. It hasn't happened like that for two fuckin' weeks. I hook the right at the landing of the building and go down the old wood steps that creaked like someone screaming. The walls were bare and a dun color that made most people want to vomit. It was beautiful to me. Now it was stained in soot and the ground littered with trash.

To Fix/Peters, "See you blokes on the other side."

Prepare for the upcoming landing as best I can.

"Hey there, old friend. Long time no see."

In the compartment is a 44 magnum with three speed loaders of ammo.
Alongside the gun is a group of four hand grenades, two boxes of 40 munitions each, night vision goggles, some glowsticks, and a flashlight.

When we rule the world, you can have control of whatever military installation you desire. Except the Pentagon in Washington DC.

Try to replicate our sentience. If successful, use that to our advantage and make it into a self awatlre and highly versatile antivirus software.

"I'll give you my hat for one or two. That's about all I can give. Besides bullets, which I will need, and my bayonet, which I will probably need. "