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(Setting/dowtown)456, 6th Avenue
| >A stranger ducks into an alleyway, pressing themselves against the wall. Their NaviMap™ tells them they're no more than a block away from the house, but there's no way can just saunter up to it without getting shot to hell.
"Ah, what the hell? I knew it was bad, but..."
>Technically they could try it. They don't feel like dying today, though, so the stranger instead shuffles behind and between buildings, praying the V-TOL above won't take notice.
| >The V-TOL slowly looks around and leaves the area, the crackling sound of the warnings and sirens blaring in the distance the only noise other than your own heartbeat and breathing.
>You feel observed, but the police presence is no more, you are free to press on
| >The stranger steps out into the street. The lone house stands straight ahead, and the stranger hurries to the door. They're on edge - can't stop looking over their shoulder. Whether it's out of habit or fear, they're not sure.
>They knock a little pattern on the door to signal their presence. It's not terribly cold out, but the stranger starts to shiver. Fighting back the unease creeping in their gut, they try the doorknob.
| >>420358
>The door is silent after the knocks, there doesnt seem to be anyone home
>You go and turnthe knob, the door opens slowly while creaking
>The house is dark...
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| "Hello? Er-"
>The stranger shuts the door behind them. They use their NaviMap as an improvised flashlight of sorts. It gets the job done, at least.
"I'm Dossier. From that thread you posted."
>They reach the stairs and ascend the steps, slowly. This virus, disease - whatever these "infected individuals" have - is something the stranger realizes they're likely very, very unequipped to deal with. The best they can do is cover their airways and not touch a thing.
"Is anyone there?"
| >>421211
>No sounds are heard whatsoever, appart from the creaking of the fake wooden floorboards
>You can make out the basic layout of the houses entrance using your makeshift light, it seems to be a large open area covering both kitchen and living roon. Although on the left side a stairwell seems to lead downstairs, its door is open and faint light shines through.
| "Hellooo? Must be a good nap you're having, haha..."
>They get the feeling they're talking to a dead man. It shouldn't freak them out this much, given the shit they've seen doing runs like this - though to be fair, they've never rushed headfirst into a job like this.
"Why didn't you tell me you were infected...?"
>Dossier nudges the door open with their shoulder, and they step inside. If they make it out, they'll definitely be burning their clothes after this.
| >>421998
>as you descend the stairs the light gets closer, a large room with several doors appears in your sight
>At the end of the room a single man, nay a single corpse lays on the ground, a deck still connected to his Simjack
| >A random person appears
"Uhh, excuse me I'm kinda lost.."
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| >A single boarded up house sits on 6th avenue, surrounded by many similar looking houses, windows boarded and guarded as sirens and announcements being aired in the distance.
>A V-TOL flies overhead loudly, soldiers with weapons drawn on each sides, announcements and warning come from a loud speaker within, screaming to stay inside and avoid contact with "infected individuals"