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Post by Loker on Dec 9, 2005 20:38:00 GMT -5
"911, please state the nature of your emergency." That's how it all began. Call after call came into the precinct until we had patrol cars scattered throughout the city. Assault, murder, rioting, it was as if one morning the world woke up crazy. But we had a job to do and we did our best to handle every situation. If only we had known at the time what was going on. I mean, what were we supposed to think? If someone had told you that the walking dead were eating people alive, what would you have thought? We couldn't make any sense of the reports until it was already too late. By then those officers that were left, or at least those of us from the eastside precincts, heard survivors were taking refuge at the local hospital. Hopefully if we got there in time we could organize some kind of defense... but what if we're already too late? www.nomoreroominhell.com/
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Post by Loker on Feb 16, 2006 11:36:40 GMT -5
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