From Embers
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There was a buzzing sound in my ear, I knew what was coming next.
"Agent Carter are you in?" The voice said.
"I'm in." I replied.
"Do what you have to, and get out of there. Over and out."
I grabbed my pack off the ground and started to the building, the wind blowing in my face. I knew what I had to do, I knew it likely was probably a one way trip. I still had to do it. My family and the rest of the country depended on it. The pack felt heavy on my back, I knew what sat inside. I reached the building in mere seconds, my speed aiding me. I opened the door that led straight towards my destination: the lab. That's where I had to destroy what was being stored. A device so powerful that it could knock the power out for the entire country permanently, along with destroying all devices. As I entered the lab, not a sound other than my light footsteps echoed. I pulled off my pack and found the device, but before I could grab the explosives out, an alarm rang out.
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