2012 10 07 9

Sun Oct 7 2072

The Gunman pulls the trigger. Two shots ring out, almost simultaneously.

Mouzone's head explodes like an over-ripe pumpkin. His tusks impale the floorboards. Mouzone goes down. Falloon goes down. Security is on top of the bodies, Mouzone's private bodyguard charges into the mass. KE opens a tide of ammo into the ork and he disappears into ribbons of meat and chrome. Derek O'Neal rips patches of his hair out simultaneously crying and laughing as he kneels in a puddle of blood. Who knows how many are watching this unfold all across the city tonight….

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