by Max Barry

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Region: The Warden World

Hellasreich wrote:Julma then felt the voice not be scared but more so getting angry.
When I return to my master, I will cleanse myself of weakness, the voice mocked Julma.
Stop being so mean!, it'd say before its presence seemed to fade.

"hmhm...", the officer walked ahead slowly, watching his surroundings. J continued to help Julma walk.
The streets in this area were dirty, the streetlights dim and the side streets full of homeless and other undesirables. In armoured vehicles Homeland Security and Hellen Security Officers though in small numbers as they didn't have enough to spare.

On the main street Humvees were being loaded with MCB troopers
"Company is oscar mike, lets go, lets go!", one of the troops yelled as F-52's flew overhead and in the distance behind the group, beyond the wall was explosions and the sound of infected howling.
"Spin them up!", another trooper yelled before the chain guns atop their humvees began spinning and the gates opened.

"Seems like Bravo Company is going to have a fun night eh?" the officer looked back at J & Julma before giving a bit of a chuckle.
"I wouldn't call that fun... What happens if that explosion attracts a horde closer to the city, we'll all be out there or they'll be in here.", J responded.
They soon reached the guardhouse, a basic 3 story cement building though inside the walls were paneled with wood.
J took Julma to the clinic inside though the doctor was yet to be present, he helped her sit on the examination table before giving a nod.
"The doc will be here soon.. I uh, I'll be just outside if you need me.", he'd say before leaving.

He's very nice, the voice said returning.

Julma nodded, mumbling her thanks to the guards as they left, as she took the moment to glance around the doctors office for anything useful, a communications device, a knife, anything, her mind waging a war on two fronts as she methodically went through her life, recalling the various events that had made her who she was.
Death, betrayal, newfound acceptance, independence, loyalty, power, and now, powerlessness. She went through every notable facet of her life in an attempt to search for the alien presence, stifling her own frustration at the child-like behavior it exhibited as she combed her mental space for it, making another futile attempt to reach through the Force and sense anything, especially something nearby her like this disembodied parasite of the mind.

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