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Location: Municipal Landfill. | Time: 4:40 A.M.
SYSTEM REBOOT.....COMPLETED
CYBERWARE DIAGNOSTIC......COMPLETED
SECURITY SYSTEMS......COMPLETED
NETWORK FRAME......COMPLETED
SYSTEM LOADING......COMPLETE
The first thing i did was take in a breath of fresh air.
Well, no, maybe the second thing.
The first thing i did is lie there twitching as every neuron in my brain fires innumerable electric discharges into the thawing sinews of my body.
Under the florescent moon light my vacuum-sealed lungs draw their first breaths and it burned.
Twitching and shaking as neon lights flickered and danced across the buildings in the distance.
I knew exactly where I was.
The municipal Landfill.
Just outside night city.
In my peripheral vision, I could make out the shape of a body.
Dexter Deshawn.
My eyes closed momentarily drifting into unconsciousness, when my eyes tiredly snapped open.
Someone began dragging me by my ankles.
Takemura.
Fuck.
"Hmm..Arasaka-Sama, I've found your father's killer...." The corpo rat mumbled. "It's him I have no doubt...Yes..I expect to be there in an hour.."
"...Fuck..." I mumbled my eyes fluttering closed. "Quiet!" Takemura sucker punched me right across the jaw.
SYSTEM MALFUNCTION...
I choked up saliva and blood as the wind whipped through my hair.
"You hear me?! I need your help!" Side eyeing corpo rat, I snatched the air hypo and jabbed myself in the chest with it as a bullet whizzed past my head..
Takemura pulled onto the freeway, as a hired assassin with cyberware reminiscent of the sixth street gang sped by.
He pulled Infront of the car and rained the entire magazine into the window which shattered instantly flinging glass shards about. "Son of a bitch!"
