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It doesn’t matter how many days of pure, unadulterated <span class="mu-s">CRAP</span> you’ve had to wade through–the minute your ears pick up the sound of something ticking, you’re already pulling your pals by the arms with a curt “<span class="mu-s">RUN!</span>” Following a few seconds of visible confusion, both Eddie and Talbot follow you as fast as their non-magical leg bones can carry them once they hear the sound too!
You’re just beginning to wonder if you overreacted when a blinding flash followed by a street-shaking <span class="mu-s">BOOM</span> rocks the APC! As the three of you collapse in a heap from the sudden explosion, you’re immediately showered by ash, metal, and several other unidentifiable chunks of debris.
“God<span class="mu-i">DAMNIT</span>!” Talbot groans as you turn to watch the security vehicle go up in flames, “What kind of psycho sends us a letter and then tries to <span class="mu-i">KILL</span> us, huh?!”
“This guy, I guess!” Remarks Eddie as you spot movement from the team down the street. Before you can reconvene, the pavement around you explodes with the telltale signs of <span class="mu-r">GUNFIRE!</span> Man, you missed that… Not!
“<span class="mu-s">HEY, FLESHBAGS!</span>” Roars what you assume to be one of the skeletons in the <span class="mu-g">DOG HOTEL,</span> “<span class="mu-s">FUCK YOOOOOOOOOOOU!</span>”
“Cheeky <span class="mu-i">PRICKS!</span>” Roars your ex-bodyguard as a handful of metallic tentacles burst from his hand, “<span class="mu-s">FUCK YOU TOO!</span>”
Picking up a nearby car husk, Talbot immediately gets to work chucking it at your new pals while Eddie tries out the <span class="mu-g">REVOLVER</span> you gave him! By the time you raise your <span class="mu-g">BONE ARMOR</span> and slide behind cover, the whole street is lit up by the firefight! Glancing towards where you left Syb and the others, you watch as Tucker and Kiki head for the back of the hotel while Art and Mitzi try to get a bead on your assailants while still covering Sybil.
As for Denise, well, she’s somehow gotten pinned to the ground by <span class="mu-r">LIL’ STANLEY</span>. Seems like the critter wants some of her <span class="mu-g">BEEF JERKY!</span>
It’s nothing they can’t handle… <span class="mu-i">probably</span>, but now that you think about it, whoever’s got Gus might not want to wait much longer.
… and that <span class="mu-g">GALLERY</span> is just down the street…
“<span class="mu-i">Stan</span>...” Ly begins in a wary tone, “What are we doin’?”
>SUPPORTING TALBOT AND EDDIE, OF COURSE–YOU GUYS CAN BE THE DISTRACTION!
>LINKING UP WITH ART, MITZ, AND SYB–THEY MIGHT NEED A FRESH EYE!
>FOLLOWING KIKI AND TUCKER–YOU’RE FLANKING THESE PUNKS!
>HELPING DENISE, YOU GUESS… UGH…
>SLINKING OFF TOWARDS THE GALLERY–THESE GUYS CAN TRACK YOU DOWN LATER!
>WRITE-IN!
