Station 12

Station 12

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Station 12: The final product of multiple iterations of The Fire Department Chronicles by Ryan McGirr. The story follows several main characters through their journey of fighting fire and working as emergency services personnel. ________________________________________________________________ "Greencrest, Battalion 12. Acknowledge." "Battalion twelve acknowledged, how can I help?" the voice from the radio replied. "We have a man down. I repeat, man down. Driver for Engine 1271 was struck by explosion debris and is down." Sabrina said, her eyes clenched as she spoke. The radio was silent for a few moments, but eventually the voice returned. "Battalion twelve, are you calling mayday?" After another sigh, she answered. "Correct." "Mayday acknowledged, man down. What assistance do you require, Battalion Twelve?" "We need a code three box out here now, and a replacement driver." "10-4 Battalion Twelve, dispatching units now. Call for further assistance." After the sentence was over, the radio went quiet. Sabrina looked over at Ryan, and then let her head fall to look at the ground. She stood in silence, taking in everything going on around her. Beep. "Rescue 13, rolling. Code three to Battalion Twelve mayday." Beep. "Engine 13, rolling. Code three to Battalion Twelve mayday." Beep. "Captain Jones, rolling. Code three to Battalion twelve mayday." Beep. "Interceptor 002, responding to Battalion Twelve mayday, via code three" Beep. "Interceptor 117, responding to battalion Twelve mayday, via code three." "Crew 13, you're clear for direct route to Battalion Twelve. maintain code three." "Crew 13 10-4 Greencrest. Maintaining code thr_____" The radio chatter slowly faded away from Sabrina's mind. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She cleared her head from everything she could. Tonight was going to be a long night. ________________________________________________________________________________
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It was a bright and sunny day. There was a tree, and under it was a girl. Her head hung low, and she was scribbling in something in her diary. It had stickers on the cover. The main one a giant red, black, and white "A" on it. When she finished writing, she closed her private book. The girl gripped it as if her life was inside those solemn pages. Across from the green field of tall grass, a convoy of sleek black trucks and cars pull up. The tan girl approaches the man who disembarks from the middle truck. The two shake hands, with one sentence deleting the silence of serenity: "Welcome to Atlas Corporation, Mia Griffin." --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Feedback and comments are all welcome! Have a question? Please private message me or leave a comment and I'll be more than happy to clear up any confusion.

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