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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: 129: Victoria

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The Daytrippers reached the Beach House at just about the same time as the cops did.  Traveling on foot had reduced their numbers, even with Dorothy’s traps and the Cat Lady’s spies.  The original group of fifteen was down to eleven, but they had managed to protect Ingmar and his boot gun.  Victoria practically jumped out of the swat van when she saw them.
“Where did you get that weapon?” she demanded.  Ingmar froze.  Dawn stepped in.
“That’s not important.  The CEO is the cause of the virus.”
“This is a police matter,” Victoria growled.  “You will stand down, now!”

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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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The City: 114: Rick

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The wave of zombies poured into the CPD lobby and stood, staring silently at the police officers.  There were hundreds of them, far outnumbering the crowd of cops.  Jenkins shut up too.  Rick drew the pair of cuffs that he ‘forgot’ to turn in to evidence this afternoon.  The zombies weren’t susceptible to booting, but he bet the would respond to environmental damage.  The problem was, there was only one of him, and so many zombies.  He sprinted to the first one and managed to cuff it.  It shook and went still.  But three of the others were on him.

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The City: 113: Alpha 738

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The room was filled with connections, relationships.  Alpha 738 smelled them.  And she was hungry.  Not very long ago, processing cycles, really, she had merely been hungry.  She hadn’t understood why, or for what.  All she knew was the food, and the hunger.  She hadn’t even known she was Alpha 738.  She simply was.  But the more she ate, the more she navigated the obstacles between herself and the nodes of access and connection, the avatars, the more she understood, and the more she wanted.  With three of her fellows, they pushed down the locked door and spearheaded the assault.

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The City: 112: Morris

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Finally, Commissioner Jenkins calmed the crowd enough to continue.  “I will step down, when this is over.  But it’s not over yet.  The virus is still rampaging across The City, infecting every avatar that comes in contact with it.  Much like the zombies the malware mimics, a victim has to be bitten.”  Morris rolled his eyes.  Everyone already knew that much.  This was a waste of time.  “Our technicians are working on countermeasures.  In the meantime, CPD will confront the source of the infection at the source!”  That was when the doors burst in, and the horde of zombies attacked.

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