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The City: 130: Darryl

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Darryl backed up his partner.  “Citizens should find a safe location and shelter in place,” he said.  He left his feelings towards Daytrippers unspoken.  Dawn scowled.
“There aren’t any safe places left.  This is the end of The City.  And it might be the end of the world if we don’t boot this guy!”  The police drew their own guns.  “You will stand down or be booted.”  There was a cry from farther up the hill.  The zombies were coming.  “I will count to three.  One.  Two.”  Ingmar fired first.  Darryl and Victoria were already booted before Connie returned fire.

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The City: 128: Ben

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Ben was the last one out before CPD headquarters melted down, or whatever happened to it.  They were only a handful of survivors, with a few more strung out through all The City.  He knew it wasn’t enough, but he asked anyway.  “What do we do now?”
“We’ll do what the Commissioner asked us to,” Connie said.  “We’re going to have a talk with the Midas CEO at his little beach house.”  They were able to fit in one of the swat vans that escaped the overload.  She started it up, and they slowly rolled their way towards the bay.

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The City: 115: Connie

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Connie ducked out the back.  She felt half a coward, but part of police-work was being smarter than whatever the problem was, and you couldn’t fight these things.  And throwing themselves against it would do no good for  Citizens.  She just hoped the rest of the force would follow her example.  A few did, but not enough.  She made it outside, and turned just in time to see the building crackle and warp.  It wasn’t the explosion the overload at Midas tower had been, but the results were the same.  The space where headquarters used to be ripped apart.

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