"What the hell is going on in here?!?" Bronson yelled amongst the chaotic office. Phone's were ringing like mad and being slammed backdown into their holders. Everyone was shouting and worrying. He kept yelling and flailing his hands in the air and eventually caught the attention of the whole room, which began to die down.
"Did you not here it?" Tracy asked from a few feet away. Bronson shrugged and shook his head. An officer at the back of the room flicked a button and the room was filled with an echoey voice.
Once the broadcast had finished playing, Bronson stood there. Frowning. Shocked. Frightened. He sat down and slumped in his chair and he swung around. "And Snake sent this out when?" Tracy pulled up a chair and sat infront of him; "Earlier today. We have been getting so many calls. Everyone's really scared. The Prison has been infiltrated and everyone's been let out. Y...you need to go down there. Check for any survivors. I'll call you if there's any more news." Bronson stood up and went out into the cold. He left the coat indoors. He hadn't had the chance to scrub the blood free of his coat so he wasn't too keen on wearing it.
His car's engine purred after the key turned in the slot and he drove away and up to the old prison on the hill.
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Vengeance:
Mystery / ThrillerOne year after the riots, the same town will be attacked by three gangs who have united to make everything go back to anarchy. The Rioters are dead, but this time an even deadlier, more lethal threat is amongst them.
