"Who is it" I said "they call him Moriarty" Drania said "like the Sherlock Holmes villain" I said "yup" she said I left the room and got into my gear a standard old war soldier outfit heavily modified to withstand bullets increase mobility and keep out the shrapnel and disease of the waste my weapons of choice are a sawed off shotgun an old assault rifle and a revolver "let's go" I said putting the face mask on as we left my one floor ruin of a house built outside of the city to enter and exit the city we have to go through the abandoned sewers of the once great city of New York the only downside their filled with disease and animals big enough to swallow a child whole where bio-10 kills humans it strengthens animals rats bigger than chilldren misquoted the size of your hand make the sewers a dangerous place especially with ravagers people who have been to the brink of insanity and back again people who's loves were ruined people who need to kill for their next meal I can't sympothize with them and I can't say what their doing is right but I understand them and I feel sorry for them I switched on the night vision in my mask making the eyes glow neon green and I pulled out my revolver
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Hazardous
General FictionWelcome to the colony where your treated like dirt and don't eat much more political endevers and stabs in the back are one in the same diseases are far to common but if you get Bio-10 the disease terrorists created to destroy the better part of hum...
