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7/16/2015 5:37:37 PM
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((Once you head to the outskirts of the city, I will start my narration for you guys))
English
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[To Both] Beyond the fencing, which may or may not be electrified, the husk of an abandoned city: Decrepit skyscrapers reach jaggedly towards the sky, overgrown with lush plant life; the smaller buildings below them are even more infested with flora, almost like a jungle; crows flutter about from behind the architecture, flustered by something. You hear an almost inhuman howl-- or a screech?-- in the far distance, inside of the city. You feel a pang of dread thinking about what may lie inside of this city, and wether or not Jack will accept it.
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[To Both] The mutants are grey-skinned husks of their own humanity, their muscles almost non-existent, their eyes glowing yellow, their hair stringy, and their mouths snapping with sharp teeth. They screech grotesquely at you as they leap into each attack with their clawed hands flailing.
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Stephenson kicks open the door of the building and sweeps the area with his pistol before moving further inside. Strange figures can be seen hunched on the floor, and in the center of the room was a large terminal. Stephenson pointed the large computer out to Ite. "That's our target."
