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The City: 119: Tamika

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Tamika grabbed Bo and pulled him away from the window.  “What are you doing?  She whispered.  “They’ll find us in here!” Bo shook his head.  “They’ve been pounding on the door for hours.  They know we’re here, but can’t get in.  We’re safe until they fix this mess.”  Neither of them heard the scratching in the walls, which were much thinner than the door.
Below them, Mina, Ingmar, and Renee ran from the zombies, but they couldn’t gain ground.  The zombies were getting faster.  Mina tripped.  Renee kept running.  Ingmar reached for her hand, but the zombies got there first.

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The City: 105: Joan

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Ingmar was nearly finished when the door gave way and a pair of zombies tumbled inside.  Joan took a rope stand that was sitting in a corner and used it like an improvised club, waving it in front of her.  The zombies retreated, but didn’t seem to be damaged at all.
“What are you doing?” Ingmar asked.
“You can get people out with those guns, right?  You should go do that.”
“But we’re the ones robbing the bank.”
“Go help people.  There’s a manager’s exit out the back.  You should be able to use it.”  Renee, Mina and Ingmar ran.

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The City: 096: Tobias

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Tobias had been taken at gunpoint to the bank by Renee and Mina.  With Joseph booted, he was the ranking manager.  They took him to the vault and demanded he unlock the terminal with his keycard.  When he refused, she reached into his inventory and grabbed it.
“We don’t need you, just access.”  She plugged it in and the machine chirped as it came to life.  She typed feverishly for five minutes before the machine shut down and faded away.  “There.  Now we’re all very rich.”
“Midas will never let this stand,” Tobias said.
“Silly man.  We own Midas now.”

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The City: 055: Mina

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Frank whistled, but the others just stared at them, as though Warren had released a deadly snake in the two room apartment.  Mina eyed him suspiciously.  “How did you get so many clean guns?”  She asked.
“CPD headquarters has been going nuts all day.  It was easy to sneak down to the supply terminal, fake my boss’s access, and grab them.  We’ll hit the bank and be gone before he knows they were fabricated.”
“But how will we bond with them?” Ingmar, the youngest of the group, asked.  “We don’t have clearance for that.”
“Leave that to me,” Renee said.