Night 58: West Wing, South Hall 1-A
((From here.))As he stealthily moved through the hall, Spock noted that it was quiet and dark. He didn't detect other patients, nor any hostile lifeforms. Perhaps the rest of the way leading to Dr. McCoy's quarters was in a similar state
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Running. Snow was only focused on running, on moving forward. Standing still wasn't really much of an option here anyway. Not unless you wanted to go and get yourself shot.
Gunfire was pretty much the only thing he could hear. Guns and explosions. Sometimes close, sometimes far away. If you really wanted to pay attention and if you tried hard, you could pick out screams. It was amazing how it just took over everything. Filled his mind until it was all just a loud background buzz. Noise. The lovely sounds of the Sanctum's Purge initiative to migrate the residents of Bodum down to Pulse. ... "Migration" his freaking ass. It was a damn battle zone!
...No, this wasn't even a battle. It was a straight out massacre. Military versus civilian. Trained soldiers armed to the teeth against unarmed men who'd never so much as thought about holding a gun before today. Against moms and kids. Against everyone they'd once claimed to protect. And why not, right? They were all "disposable" now. Tainted. Filthy. So let's just shoot them ( ... )
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