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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;-&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #ffa; color:black; font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole place was alive, scientists and engineers rushing this way and that. Something big was happening tonight, that much was clear to Nick. Not &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;hat &lt;/del&gt;anyone told him, he was just security. However, the chief of Security had been explicitly clear in his message to the force, nothing could go wrong tonight. They gave the ok for lethal force if necessary, and no one was to interrupt what ever was happening. ''Something big happening 'round here'' Nick thought to himself as he sat outside the main complex, a large building with a domed roof in the center, leaning against the wall has he smoked a cigarette. &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;Not &lt;/del&gt;that he cared, he was paid to keep the peace and keep those damn Eco terrorists out. If he learned anything from his tours in the army, it was not to ask questions. So he kept his mouth shut, and his gun loaded. However, when the fourth helicopter flew over head to the landing pad, his curiosity was spiked. He tossed the cigarette and stomped it out before walking down to Victor, his squad leader. The tall man was yelling at a couple of engineers who were trying to get in to a restricted area. As Nick got closer, he heard the end of the conversation &amp;quot;''I don't give a flying fuck about your job, my orders are no-one gets in without an level 5 ID card, so unless you can get one, FUCK OFF''&amp;quot; He took a step towards them as he shouted, sending the men scurrying away in fear. As Victor turned around, muttering about engineers, he caught sight of Nick and smiled &amp;quot;''Everything good on your end?''&amp;quot; Nick nodded, before offering Victor a cigarette &amp;quot;''Nothing happening, but you know what the fuck's going on?'' Nick asked as he lit the cigarette for Victor. Victor took a long drag before responding &amp;quot;''dunno what's going inside, but whatever it is, it's important''&amp;quot; He exhaled, a cloud of smoke dissipating in the air &amp;quot;''One of those choppers held about 3/4 of the board, another held the president of the company. The others held a bunch of shitheads they are trying to impress''&amp;quot; Nick chuckled as he &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;nodded &lt;/del&gt;&amp;quot;''Over heard some eggheads talking about a new power source, I believe the word he used was 'Revolutionary', whatever that means''&amp;quot; that made sense to Nick. There was always a market for energy, but as long as he got paid, he couldn't give two shits about some &amp;quot;revolutionary&amp;quot; science. He was a simple oil and coal type of guy. He was about to make a smart ass comment about the scientists, when &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;a &lt;/del&gt;alarm starting going off. Both Nick and Victor turned to face the main complex, where red flashing lights seemed to scream out '''DANGER'''. Everyone rushing around seemed to simultaneously stop, everyone staring at lights and alarms. A voice on the radio &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;barked &lt;/del&gt;out orders in a panicked voice &amp;quot;''Evacuate the &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;scientists out of here&lt;/del&gt;, get the key personal to the choppers, and control the evacuation. I don't want any unnecessary chaos. And don't le-''&amp;quot; An explosion from somewhere in the main complex, the doom cracking like an egg as fire and smoke began to pour out of it. The voice was now replaced with static, and almost all at once the scientists and personal started to scatter, many sprinting away from the blast. Victor cursed and unslung his M16 and started to sprint toward the security trucks. As he ran, he looked back at Nick and &lt;del class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;barked &lt;/del&gt;his orders &amp;quot;''Get inside and start moving people out. As soon as you feel like the it's too dangerous, get out, fuck whoever's still inside. And tell me what the fuck is going on if you find out!''&amp;quot; Nick nodded as he grabbed his pump action shotgun and ran into the complex. Two more security guards were at the main entrance, directing people out, but when Nick asked them what the hell was going on, they could only shrug. Nick plunged into the building, where the only light was from the flashing red lights. A few more scientists ran by, Nick managed to grab one by his arm, yanking back. The scientist tried to pry his arm free, but Nick only squeezed his arm harder as he looked down at the small man &amp;quot;''What's going on, and is there anyone else inside?''&amp;quot; The balding man looked up at nick, his glasses sliding off his nose &amp;quot;''The machine, i-it was overloaded the batteries, causing them to blow. I don't know where they found that thing, but's gonna blow this whole damn building sky high... We gotta get out of here!!!''&amp;quot; The scientist gave one more push, but Nick just let him go, sending the man sprawling onto the ground. He was faced with two choices. Either head inside and look for any survivors, or get the hell out of here with the scientist, and he didn't have a lot of time to think...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #cfc; color:black; font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole place was alive, scientists and engineers rushing this way and that. Something big was happening tonight, that much was clear to Nick. Not &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;that &lt;/ins&gt;anyone told him, he was just security. However, the chief of Security had been explicitly clear in his message to the force, nothing could go wrong tonight. They gave the ok for lethal force if necessary, and no one was to interrupt what ever was happening. ''Something big happening 'round here'' Nick thought to himself as he sat outside the main complex, a large building with a domed roof in the center, leaning against the wall has he smoked a cigarette. &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;It wasn't &lt;/ins&gt;that he cared, he was paid to keep the peace and keep those damn Eco terrorists out. If he learned anything from his tours in the army, it was not to ask questions. So he kept his mouth shut, and his gun loaded. However, when the fourth helicopter flew over head to the landing pad, his curiosity was spiked. He tossed the cigarette and stomped it out before walking down to Victor, his squad leader. The tall man was yelling at a couple of engineers who were trying to get in to a restricted area. As Nick got closer, he heard the end of the conversation &amp;quot;''I don't give a flying fuck about your job, my orders are no-one gets in without an level 5 ID card, so unless you can get one, FUCK OFF''&amp;quot; He took a step towards them as he shouted, sending the men scurrying away in fear. As Victor turned around, muttering about engineers, he caught sight of Nick and smiled &amp;quot;''Everything good on your end?''&amp;quot; Nick nodded, before offering Victor a cigarette &amp;quot;''Nothing happening, but you know what the fuck's going on?''&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;&amp;quot; &lt;/ins&gt;Nick asked as he lit the cigarette for Victor. Victor took a long drag before responding &amp;quot;''dunno what's going inside, but whatever it is, it's important''&amp;quot; He exhaled, a cloud of smoke dissipating in the air &amp;quot;''One of those choppers held about 3/4 of the board, another held the president of the company. The others held a bunch of shitheads they are trying to impress''&amp;quot; Nick chuckled as he &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;listened &lt;/ins&gt;&amp;quot;''Over heard some eggheads talking about a new power source, I believe the word he used was 'Revolutionary', whatever that means''&amp;quot; that made sense to Nick. There was always a market for energy, but as long as he got paid, he couldn't give two shits about some &amp;quot;revolutionary&amp;quot; science. He was a simple oil and coal type of guy. He was about to make a smart ass comment about the scientists, when &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;an &lt;/ins&gt;alarm starting going off. Both Nick and Victor turned to face the main complex, where red flashing lights seemed to scream out '''DANGER'''. Everyone rushing around seemed to simultaneously stop, everyone staring at lights and alarms. A voice on the radio &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;attached to Nick and Victors shoulder started to bark &lt;/ins&gt;out orders in a panicked voice &amp;quot;''Evacuate the &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;complex&lt;/ins&gt;, get the key personal to the choppers, and control the evacuation. I don't want any unnecessary chaos. And don't le-''&amp;quot; An explosion from somewhere in the main complex &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;cut them off&lt;/ins&gt;, the doom cracking like an egg as fire and smoke began to pour out of it. The voice was now replaced with static, and almost all at once the scientists and personal started to scatter, many sprinting away from the blast. Victor cursed and unslung his M16 and started to sprint toward the security trucks. As he ran, he looked back at Nick and &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;shouted &lt;/ins&gt;his orders &amp;quot;''Get inside and start moving people out. As soon as you feel like the it's too dangerous, get out, fuck whoever's still inside. And tell me what the fuck is going on if you find out!''&amp;quot; Nick nodded as he grabbed his pump action shotgun and ran into the complex. Two more security guards were at the main entrance, directing people out, but when Nick asked them what the hell was going on, they could only shrug. Nick plunged into the building, where the only light was from the flashing red lights. A few more scientists ran by, Nick managed to grab one by his arm, yanking &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;him &lt;/ins&gt;back. The scientist tried to pry his arm free, but Nick only squeezed his arm harder as he looked down at the small man &amp;quot;''What's going on, and is there anyone else inside?''&amp;quot; The balding man looked up at nick, his glasses sliding off his nose &amp;quot;''The machine, i-it was overloaded the batteries, causing them to blow. I don't know where they found that thing, but's gonna blow this whole damn building sky high... We gotta get out of here!!!''&amp;quot; The scientist gave one more push, but Nick just let him go, sending the man sprawling onto the ground. He was faced with two choices. Either head inside and look for any survivors, or get the hell out of here with the scientist, and he didn't have a lot of time to think...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #eee; color:black; font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole place was alive, scientists and engineers rushing this way and that. Something big was happening tonight, that much was clear to Nick. Not hat anyone told him, he was just security. However, the chief of Security had been explicitly clear in his message to the force, nothing could go wrong tonight. They gave the ok for lethal force if necessary, and no one was to interrupt what ever was happening. ''Something big happening 'round here'' Nick thought to himself as he sat outside the main complex, a large building with a domed roof in the center, leaning against the wall has he smoked a cigarette. Not that he cared, he was paid to keep the peace and keep those damn Eco terrorists out. If he learned anything from his tours in the army, it was not to ask questions. So he kept his mouth shut, and his gun loaded. However, when the fourth helicopter flew over head to the landing pad, his curiosity was spiked. He tossed the cigarette and stomped it out before walking down to Victor, his squad leader. The tall man was yelling at a couple of engineers who were trying to get in to a restricted area. As Nick got closer, he heard the end of the conversation &amp;quot;''I don't give a flying fuck about your job, my orders are no-one gets in without an level 5 ID card, so unless you can get one, FUCK OFF''&amp;quot; He took a step towards them as he shouted, sending the men scurrying away in fear. As Victor turned around, muttering about engineers, he caught sight of Nick and smiled &amp;quot;''Everything good on your end?''&amp;quot; Nick nodded, before offering Victor a cigarette &amp;quot;''Nothing happening, but you know what the fuck's going on?'' Nick asked as he lit the cigarette for Victor. Victor took a long drag before responding &amp;quot;''dunno what's going inside, but whatever it is, it's important''&amp;quot; He exhaled, a cloud of smoke dissipating in the air &amp;quot;''One of those choppers held about 3/4 of the board, another held the president of the company. The others held a bunch of shitheads they are trying to impress''&amp;quot; Nick chuckled as he nodded &amp;quot;''Over heard some eggheads talking about a new power source, I believe the word he used was 'Revolutionary', whatever that means''&amp;quot; that made sense to Nick. There was always a market for energy, but as long as he got paid, he couldn't give two shits about some &amp;quot;revolutionary&amp;quot; science. He was a simple oil and coal type of guy. He was about to make a smart ass comment about the scientists, when a alarm starting going off. Both Nick and Victor turned to face the main complex, where red flashing lights seemed to scream out '''DANGER'''. Everyone rushing around seemed to simultaneously stop, everyone staring at lights and alarms. A voice on the radio barked out orders in a panicked voice &amp;quot;''Evacuate the scientists out of here, get the key personal to the choppers, and control the evacuation. I don't want any unnecessary chaos. And don't le-''&amp;quot; An explosion from somewhere in the main complex, the doom cracking like an egg as fire and smoke began to pour out of it. The voice was now replaced with static, and almost all at once the scientists and personal started to scatter, many sprinting away from the blast. Victor cursed and unslung his M16 and started to sprint toward the security trucks. As he ran, he looked back at Nick and barked his orders &amp;quot;''Get inside and start moving people out. As soon as you feel like the it's too dangerous, get out, fuck whoever's still inside. And tell me what the fuck is going on if you find out!''&amp;quot; Nick nodded as he grabbed his pump action shotgun and ran into the complex. Two more security guards were at the main entrance, directing people out, but when Nick asked them what the hell was going on, they could only shrug. Nick plunged into the building, where the only light was from the flashing red lights. A few more scientists ran by, Nick managed to grab one by his arm, yanking back. The scientist tried to pry his arm free, but Nick only squeezed his arm harder as he looked down at the small man &amp;quot;''What's going on, and is there anyone else inside?''&amp;quot; The balding man looked up at nick, his glasses sliding off his nose &amp;quot;''The machine, i-it was overloaded the batteries, causing them to blow. I don't know where they found that thing, but's gonna blow this whole damn building sky high... We gotta get out of here!!!''&amp;quot; The scientist gave one more push, but Nick just let him go, sending the man sprawling onto the ground. He was faced with two choices. Either head inside and look for any survivors, or get the hell out of here with the scientist, and he didn't have a lot of time to think...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #eee; color:black; font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole place was alive, scientists and engineers rushing this way and that. Something big was happening tonight, that much was clear to Nick. Not hat anyone told him, he was just security. However, the chief of Security had been explicitly clear in his message to the force, nothing could go wrong tonight. They gave the ok for lethal force if necessary, and no one was to interrupt what ever was happening. ''Something big happening 'round here'' Nick thought to himself as he sat outside the main complex, a large building with a domed roof in the center, leaning against the wall has he smoked a cigarette. Not that he cared, he was paid to keep the peace and keep those damn Eco terrorists out. If he learned anything from his tours in the army, it was not to ask questions. So he kept his mouth shut, and his gun loaded. However, when the fourth helicopter flew over head to the landing pad, his curiosity was spiked. He tossed the cigarette and stomped it out before walking down to Victor, his squad leader. The tall man was yelling at a couple of engineers who were trying to get in to a restricted area. As Nick got closer, he heard the end of the conversation &amp;quot;''I don't give a flying fuck about your job, my orders are no-one gets in without an level 5 ID card, so unless you can get one, FUCK OFF''&amp;quot; He took a step towards them as he shouted, sending the men scurrying away in fear. As Victor turned around, muttering about engineers, he caught sight of Nick and smiled &amp;quot;''Everything good on your end?''&amp;quot; Nick nodded, before offering Victor a cigarette &amp;quot;''Nothing happening, but you know what the fuck's going on?'' Nick asked as he lit the cigarette for Victor. Victor took a long drag before responding &amp;quot;''dunno what's going inside, but whatever it is, it's important''&amp;quot; He exhaled, a cloud of smoke dissipating in the air &amp;quot;''One of those choppers held about 3/4 of the board, another held the president of the company. The others held a bunch of shitheads they are trying to impress''&amp;quot; Nick chuckled as he nodded &amp;quot;''Over heard some eggheads talking about a new power source, I believe the word he used was 'Revolutionary', whatever that means''&amp;quot; that made sense to Nick. There was always a market for energy, but as long as he got paid, he couldn't give two shits about some &amp;quot;revolutionary&amp;quot; science. He was a simple oil and coal type of guy. He was about to make a smart ass comment about the scientists, when a alarm starting going off. Both Nick and Victor turned to face the main complex, where red flashing lights seemed to scream out '''DANGER'''. Everyone rushing around seemed to simultaneously stop, everyone staring at lights and alarms. A voice on the radio barked out orders in a panicked voice &amp;quot;''Evacuate the scientists out of here, get the key personal to the choppers, and control the evacuation. I don't want any unnecessary chaos. And don't le-''&amp;quot; An explosion from somewhere in the main complex, the doom cracking like an egg as fire and smoke began to pour out of it. The voice was now replaced with static, and almost all at once the scientists and personal started to scatter, many sprinting away from the blast. Victor cursed and unslung his M16 and started to sprint toward the security trucks. As he ran, he looked back at Nick and barked his orders &amp;quot;''Get inside and start moving people out. As soon as you feel like the it's too dangerous, get out, fuck whoever's still inside. And tell me what the fuck is going on if you find out!''&amp;quot; Nick nodded as he grabbed his pump action shotgun and ran into the complex. Two more security guards were at the main entrance, directing people out, but when Nick asked them what the hell was going on, they could only shrug. Nick plunged into the building, where the only light was from the flashing red lights. A few more scientists ran by, Nick managed to grab one by his arm, yanking back. The scientist tried to pry his arm free, but Nick only squeezed his arm harder as he looked down at the small man &amp;quot;''What's going on, and is there anyone else inside?''&amp;quot; The balding man looked up at nick, his glasses sliding off his nose &amp;quot;''The machine, i-it was overloaded the batteries, causing them to blow. I don't know where they found that thing, but's gonna blow this whole damn building sky high... We gotta get out of here!!!''&amp;quot; The scientist gave one more push, but Nick just let him go, sending the man sprawling onto the ground. He was faced with two choices. Either head inside and look for any survivors, or get the hell out of here with the scientist, and he didn't have a lot of time to think...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #eee; color:black; font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;'''At the GEPS Power Station'''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #eee; color:black; font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;'''At the GEPS Power Station'''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;-&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #ffa; color:black; font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole place was alive, scientists and engineers rushing this way and that. Something big was happening tonight, that much was clear to Nick. Not hat anyone told him, he was just security. However, the chief of Security had been explicitly clear in his message to the force, nothing could go wrong tonight. They gave the ok for lethal force if necessary, and no one was to interrupt what ever was happening. ''Something big happening 'round here'' Nick thought to himself as he sat outside the main complex, a large building with a domed roof in the center, leaning against the wall has he smoked a cigarette. Not that he cared, he was paid to keep the peace and keep those damn Eco terrorists out. If he learned anything from his tours in the army, it was not to ask questions. So he kept his mouth shut, and his gun loaded. However, when the fourth helicopter flew over head to the landing pad, his curiosity was spiked. He tossed the cigarette and stomped it out before walking down to Victor, his squad leader. The tall man was yelling at a couple of engineers who were trying to get in to a restricted area. As Nick got closer, he heard the end of the conversation &amp;quot;''I don't give a flying fuck about your job, my orders are no-one gets in without an level 5 ID card, so unless you can get one, FUCK OFF''&amp;quot; He took a step towards them as he shouted, sending the men scurrying away in fear. As Victor turned around, muttering about engineers, he caught sight of Nick and smiled &amp;quot;''Everything good on your end?''&amp;quot; Nick nodded, before offering Victor a cigarette &amp;quot;''Nothing happening, but you know what the fuck's going on?'' Nick asked as he lit the cigarette for Victor. Victor took a long drag before responding &amp;quot;''dunno what's going inside, but whatever it is, it's important''&amp;quot; He exhaled, a cloud of smoke dissipating in the air &amp;quot;''One of those choppers held about 3/4 of the board, another held the president of the company. The others held a bunch of shitheads they are trying to impress''&amp;quot; Nick chuckled as he nodded &amp;quot;''Over heard some eggheads talking about a new power source, I believe the word he used was 'Revolutionary', whatever that means''&amp;quot; that made sense to Nick. There was always a market for energy, but as long as he got paid, he couldn't give two shits about some &amp;quot;revolutionary&amp;quot; science. He was a simple oil and coal type of guy. He was about to make a smart ass comment about the scientists, when a alarm starting going off. Both Nick and Victor turned to face the main complex, where red flashing lights seemed to scream out '''DANGER'''. Everyone rushing around seemed to simultaneously stop, everyone staring at lights and alarms. A voice on the radio barked out orders in a panicked voice &amp;quot;''Evacuate the scientists out of here, get the key personal to the choppers, and control the evacuation. I don't want any unnecessary chaos. And don't le-''&amp;quot; An explosion from somewhere in the main complex, the doom cracking like an egg as fire and smoke began to pour out of it. The voice was now replaced with static&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #cfc; color:black; font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole place was alive, scientists and engineers rushing this way and that. Something big was happening tonight, that much was clear to Nick. Not hat anyone told him, he was just security. However, the chief of Security had been explicitly clear in his message to the force, nothing could go wrong tonight. They gave the ok for lethal force if necessary, and no one was to interrupt what ever was happening. ''Something big happening 'round here'' Nick thought to himself as he sat outside the main complex, a large building with a domed roof in the center, leaning against the wall has he smoked a cigarette. Not that he cared, he was paid to keep the peace and keep those damn Eco terrorists out. If he learned anything from his tours in the army, it was not to ask questions. So he kept his mouth shut, and his gun loaded. However, when the fourth helicopter flew over head to the landing pad, his curiosity was spiked. He tossed the cigarette and stomped it out before walking down to Victor, his squad leader. The tall man was yelling at a couple of engineers who were trying to get in to a restricted area. As Nick got closer, he heard the end of the conversation &amp;quot;''I don't give a flying fuck about your job, my orders are no-one gets in without an level 5 ID card, so unless you can get one, FUCK OFF''&amp;quot; He took a step towards them as he shouted, sending the men scurrying away in fear. As Victor turned around, muttering about engineers, he caught sight of Nick and smiled &amp;quot;''Everything good on your end?''&amp;quot; Nick nodded, before offering Victor a cigarette &amp;quot;''Nothing happening, but you know what the fuck's going on?'' Nick asked as he lit the cigarette for Victor. Victor took a long drag before responding &amp;quot;''dunno what's going inside, but whatever it is, it's important''&amp;quot; He exhaled, a cloud of smoke dissipating in the air &amp;quot;''One of those choppers held about 3/4 of the board, another held the president of the company. The others held a bunch of shitheads they are trying to impress''&amp;quot; Nick chuckled as he nodded &amp;quot;''Over heard some eggheads talking about a new power source, I believe the word he used was 'Revolutionary', whatever that means''&amp;quot; that made sense to Nick. There was always a market for energy, but as long as he got paid, he couldn't give two shits about some &amp;quot;revolutionary&amp;quot; science. He was a simple oil and coal type of guy. He was about to make a smart ass comment about the scientists, when a alarm starting going off. Both Nick and Victor turned to face the main complex, where red flashing lights seemed to scream out '''DANGER'''. Everyone rushing around seemed to simultaneously stop, everyone staring at lights and alarms. A voice on the radio barked out orders in a panicked voice &amp;quot;''Evacuate the scientists out of here, get the key personal to the choppers, and control the evacuation. I don't want any unnecessary chaos. And don't le-''&amp;quot; An explosion from somewhere in the main complex, the doom cracking like an egg as fire and smoke began to pour out of it. The voice was now replaced with static&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;, and almost all at once the scientists and personal started to scatter, many sprinting away from the blast. Victor cursed and unslung his M16 and started to sprint toward the security trucks. As he ran, he looked back at Nick and barked his orders &amp;quot;''Get inside and start moving people out. As soon as you feel like the it's too dangerous, get out, fuck whoever's still inside. And tell me what the fuck is going on if you find out!''&amp;quot; Nick nodded as he grabbed his pump action shotgun and ran into the complex. Two more security guards were at the main entrance, directing people out, but when Nick asked them what the hell was going on, they could only shrug. Nick plunged into the building, where the only light was from the flashing red lights. A few more scientists ran by, Nick managed to grab one by his arm, yanking back. The scientist tried to pry his arm free, but Nick only squeezed his arm harder as he looked down at the small man &amp;quot;''What's going on, and is there anyone else inside?''&amp;quot; The balding man looked up at nick, his glasses sliding off his nose &amp;quot;''The machine, i-it was overloaded the batteries, causing them to blow. I don't know where they found that thing, but's gonna blow this whole damn building sky high... We gotta get out of here!!!''&amp;quot; The scientist gave one more push, but Nick just let him go, sending the man sprawling onto the ground. He was faced with two choices. Either head inside and look for any survivors, or get the hell out of here with the scientist, and he didn't have a lot of time to think...&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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			<title>Cobraworry at 18:41, 5 April 2018</title>
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #eee; color:black; font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== '''17 Hours Before Contamination''' ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #eee; color:black; font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;== '''17 Hours Before Contamination''' ==&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;-&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #ffa; color:black; font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole place was alive, scientists and engineers rushing this way and that. Something big was happening tonight, that much was clear to Nick. Not hat anyone told him, he was just security. However, the chief of Security had been explicitly clear in his message to the force, nothing could go wrong tonight. They gave the ok for lethal force if necessary, and no one was to interrupt what ever was happening. ''Something big happening 'round here'' Nick thought to himself as he sat outside the main complex, leaning against the wall has he smoked a cigarette. Not that he cared, he was paid to keep the peace and keep those damn Eco terrorists out. If he learned anything from his tours in the army, it was not to ask questions. So he kept his mouth shut, and his gun loaded. However, when the fourth helicopter flew over head to the landing pad, his curiosity was spiked. He tossed the cigarette and stomped it out before walking down to Victor, his squad leader. The tall man was yelling at a couple of engineers who were trying to get in to a restricted area. As Nick got closer, he heard the end of the conversation &amp;quot;''I don't give a flying fuck about your job, my orders are no-one gets in without an level 5 ID card, so unless you can get one, FUCK OFF''&amp;quot; He took a step towards them as he shouted, sending the men scurrying away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class='diff-marker'&gt;+&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #cfc; color:black; font-size: smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole place was alive, scientists and engineers rushing this way and that. Something big was happening tonight, that much was clear to Nick. Not hat anyone told him, he was just security. However, the chief of Security had been explicitly clear in his message to the force, nothing could go wrong tonight. They gave the ok for lethal force if necessary, and no one was to interrupt what ever was happening. ''Something big happening 'round here'' Nick thought to himself as he sat outside the main complex&lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;, a large building with a domed roof in the center&lt;/ins&gt;, leaning against the wall has he smoked a cigarette. Not that he cared, he was paid to keep the peace and keep those damn Eco terrorists out. If he learned anything from his tours in the army, it was not to ask questions. So he kept his mouth shut, and his gun loaded. However, when the fourth helicopter flew over head to the landing pad, his curiosity was spiked. He tossed the cigarette and stomped it out before walking down to Victor, his squad leader. The tall man was yelling at a couple of engineers who were trying to get in to a restricted area. As Nick got closer, he heard the end of the conversation &amp;quot;''I don't give a flying fuck about your job, my orders are no-one gets in without an level 5 ID card, so unless you can get one, FUCK OFF''&amp;quot; He took a step towards them as he shouted, sending the men scurrying away &lt;ins class=&quot;diffchange diffchange-inline&quot;&gt;in fear. As Victor turned around, muttering about engineers, he caught sight of Nick and smiled &amp;quot;''Everything good on your end?''&amp;quot; Nick nodded, before offering Victor a cigarette &amp;quot;''Nothing happening, but you know what the fuck's going on?'' Nick asked as he lit the cigarette for Victor. Victor took a long drag before responding &amp;quot;''dunno what's going inside, but whatever it is, it's important''&amp;quot; He exhaled, a cloud of smoke dissipating in the air &amp;quot;''One of those choppers held about 3/4 of the board, another held the president of the company. The others held a bunch of shitheads they are trying to impress''&amp;quot; Nick chuckled as he nodded &amp;quot;''Over heard some eggheads talking about a new power source, I believe the word he used was 'Revolutionary', whatever that means''&amp;quot; that made sense to Nick. There was always a market for energy, but as long as he got paid, he couldn't give two shits about some &amp;quot;revolutionary&amp;quot; science. He was a simple oil and coal type of guy. He was about to make a smart ass comment about the scientists, when a alarm starting going off. Both Nick and Victor turned to face the main complex, where red flashing lights seemed to scream out '''DANGER'''. Everyone rushing around seemed to simultaneously stop, everyone staring at lights and alarms. A voice on the radio barked out orders in a panicked voice &amp;quot;''Evacuate the scientists out of here, get the key personal to the choppers, and control the evacuation. I don't want any unnecessary chaos. And don't le-''&amp;quot; An explosion from somewhere in the main complex, the doom cracking like an egg as fire and smoke began to pour out of it. The voice was now replaced with static&lt;/ins&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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