Into the Black, Part II: Game On

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The questions eventually die down. Everyone has what they need. Zed can still see the Door.

It's Time.

Zed leads the group across the Bar and puts a hand on the Door as he turns to look at them. When he gets their collective nod, he drops his hand down to the door knob and waits as they take defensive positions.

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Parting of the ways

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Zed takes a quick look out into the hallway. All clear. He closes the door again, and turns to face the group.

“All right, here we go. Team Omega, keep sharp. They may have patrols on this level. And even if they don’t, once the shooting starts, anything could happen.”

“Team Delta, you’re heading right. Straight down the hall until you reach the stairs. Rest of the way is easy. Hell, blow a goddamn hole in the ceiling if you need to. Just get Maxwell to that mech.”

“And, all of you, good luck.”

“OK, Team Alpha, with me. We’re heading left.”