Infronics

West Perimeter, Terminal City A man dressed in camouflage and toting a large baton carefully paced up and down next to the high fence topped with barbed wire that served as the barrier between Terminal City and the rest of Seattle. Another National Guardsman passed by, and the two greeted each other, but as soon…

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Infirmary, Terminal City – November 14, early morning “So,” Max said, rubbing her arms, as Zack lay on the cot, ready for treatment. “Is this going to work, Trey?” The PSYOPs specialist shrugged and ran a hand through his short black hair. “Truth is, I’m not sure. Lydecker’s been mucking around in there, and God…

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Logan’s Apartment, Fogle Towers – November 15, mid-morning Logan looked up from the computer screen as the doorbell rang. He reached back and flipped the power switch for the exoskeleton. He stood easily and made his way to the door. “Zack…nice�to see you again. Where’s Jondy?” Logan said, warily. He stepped back and let Zack…

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Infirmary, Terminal City In a corner of the isolation room, Logan sat on a cot, clad only in a loose cotton t-shirt over a pair of boxers. He stared intensely at the floor a few feet in front of him. Max stood to the side, still keeping a safe distance from him, but watching his…

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Cheyenne, Wyoming – 1996 Dressed in civilian clothes, Donald Lydecker walked down the street, two official-looking papers in his hand. He looked down at the first piece of paper, an expression of sadness on his face. For the tenth time that day, he read the order of dishonorable discharge – the paper that said his…

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Panic Room � October 17 Logan had Sebastian on the monitor. �I�m sending you the codes to crack the firewalls right now,� Sebastian�s synthesized voice said in an eerie monotone. �Thanks, man. You don�t know how grateful I am.� Logan retrieved the encoded e-mail and set to work deciphering the message. �So, what�s this all…

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