transmission #023

What we found when we reached the others — I’ve come to like these people and what the ex-cons did to them is ugly. They intercepted and decimated them just before reaching the exit. As I trudged along the streets I saw pulsar-shot bodies, their glassy eyes reflecting the reddish hue in the sky above. Not all were TWS — we found also tens of ex-cons among the dead, which meant a battle had taken place. Where are the rest? We can only hope some escaped but the communicators we found remain silent. We assume the worst.

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