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There she finds Everett Howard, an ordinary old man, unconscious, the only living witness to this attack. What follows will change both of their lives in ways neither could have ever foreseen and forever intertwine their fates. Please read before continuing. I feel it necessary to warn the reader that the protagonist of this tale starts out as hateful bigot, but needless to say he will be singing a different tune by the end his ordeals. I avoided using any overtly offensive terms or slurs, Am Everett's opinions are offensive in and of themselves. You have been warned. Official Report.

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A woman stepped out into the cold night, frost blowing out from her mouth as she surveyed the scene. A flickering street light gave off enough light to illuminate the street. Bricks, from a collapsed building had been scattered all over the place, and the wrecks from at least half a dozen cars.

Those buildings that remained intact were ramshackle affairs, with boarded-up windows and doors which were no doubt havens to squatters and the like. It wasn't the best part of town, but then again in New Hebron there weren't many good areas. The recession had hit the city hard and even after many parts of the nation had seen a turnaround New Hebron had never recovered. When the economy takes a hit, there are always higher crime rates, and the same was true of exemplar related criminal activity. With a long sigh, she massaged the The Trail Of Tears By Amy Sturgis of her nose and stepped away from the car. It was rare enough to get a Friday night off, but when she did, it was, as usual, interrupted.

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This time proved no exception. Alex, her partner, had been furious, but in her line of work saying 'no' wasn't an option. She looked around and shook her head. It was better to keep her mind on the task at hand than to let it get clouded with personal issues when danger may be lurking in the shadows.

When she considered all the wreckage, her first impression was that there had been a natural disaster or a particularly bad automobile accident, but Amelia knew better. They wouldn't have Any her in if either had been the case. Red and blue lights flashed, casting the surrounding area in an unnatural glow, and she moved toward their source with furtive steps. They must have only just beat her as none of the officers on scene had put up crime tape. You need to leave the area immediately.

She cast a reassuring smile as she stopped dead in her tracks. I'm here to investigate reports of an exemplar attack. The officer nodded and glanced back over his shoulder, toward a cluster of his fellow. Amelia slipped a hand inside her jacket and produced a badge which she flipped open with a flick of her wrist.

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Satisfied that the officer had gotten a good enough glimpse she slid the badge back into her coat and dropped her hands. Last week I stopped a spook who claimed to be looking for UFOs.

He said he was with the FBI, but turns out he was just some crazy asshole. Amelia jumped when she caught movement out of the corner of her eye, but when she turned to investigate, it proved to be nothing more than a pair of officers putting up caution tape. She gritted her teeth and stepped forward, her mAy burning as she met Harris' gaze. His featured remained blank, and he didn't say a word as he stepped into sync with her, but somehow she got the impression it amused him.]