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[Some would call this "the calm before the storm." A good four, maybe five hours before the countdown hits zero, and camp itself is rather . . . peaceful, in some respects. Perhaps even too quiet, as campers and counselors and alien interlopers either prepare for combat or make their way to underground safehouses. The air is cool, still, and the

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[tickingtykebomb]

[sitting somewhere sharpening her knives]

[tickingtykebomb]

Thought you might. You're gonna be on the front lines, right?

[copyrightabuser]

You look prepared.

[tickingtykebomb]

Haven't had anything to do for the last week but prepare.

[copyrightabuser]

We still don't know what it is that's going to appear, do we?

[tickingtykebomb]

We got the info a few days ago. It's gonna be the virus. Bigger, badder, but not invulnerable. We can damage the cocksucker now.

[copyrightabuser]

Virus? Then, that's why there were medical supplies...?

[tickingtykebomb]

I forget that you're new. This is a totally different kind of virus, and it's been around for a couple months. It looks like a giant spider kind of thing, and it attacks people. The medical supplies are for actual injuries and shit.

[copyrightabuser]

I see... So that's the sort of enemy we're up against.

[tickingtykebomb]

The fight's gonna be big and something even worse might be coming in after it.

[copyrightabuser]

What about our number of fighters? Do you think we have enough power?

[tickingtykebomb]

Camp's got plenty of badasses. I think we'll be okay on that front.

[copyrightabuser]

That's a relief.

[tickingtykebomb]

You're gonna stay up here and fight, right?

[copyrightabuser]

Yes. Although I would like to ensure the safety of as many people as possible as a primary objective.

[tickingtykebomb]

[nods]

Then keep an eye on the underground entrances and the hospital.