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A dead citizen is on the ground in a Civil Protection garage. A Civil Protection officer says on the radio that yes, there's only a couple that haven't shown up, the others have been eliminated. He explains they've set up a wired explosion for anyone who trips over it and sets it up. A Combine soldier waits behind cover. Suddenly, an explosion rocks a window in front of him. He says got you. When he sees the body, however, he says that he thinks they have a problem. The officer approaches and asks whether they just killed a woman. The soldier adds that that's like killing a female Earth deer with a doe by it. The officer radios the Citadel back and starts to say they have a problem and kind of killed a woman, but is cut off before the last word by the soldier, who tells him to shut up and not say anything and that he can fix this. The cop says to disregard that last transmission. The soldier approaches the woman and the cop asks if she's dead. The soldier replies she's not breathing and she's kind of corpse-y. Suddenly, the trip mine explodes again, throwing another body through the window. As the soldier inspects it, the cop says not again and asks. The soldier replies yep, boobs. The cop says for the love of Breen. The soldier adds that she's still alive, to which the officer says oh, thank Breen. He tells the soldier to just bring her into the makeshift operating room. The cop enters an interrogation room with a rotting corpse sitting in a dentist's chair and, calling it Todd, says sorry and tells it this isn't the interrogation room anymore. He shoves the body off the chair and tells the soldier Todd's okay with it, they can use his chair, and to bring her in. The soldier carries the unconscious woman into the room and sets her on the chair. The cop tells the soldier to be careful and, if they do this right, they'll be on easy streak for the rest of their life. The soldier tells him not to worry, he was a surgeon before this. The door closes and several mechanical and bodily fluid sounds are heard. Several hours later, the door opens again. A third suited figure stands between the cop and the soldier, with an one-eyed helmet with a blue lens. The cop comments he's actually surprised how well the suit turned out. The soldier replies all it takes is a little knowledge and anyone can make a sleek and appealing yet deadly suit. The end.

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