A sea of people is slowly gathering, Wasa thinks to himself as they arrive a few blocks away from the UN headquarters and sees hundreds of people on the streets slowly moving towards the same place. Turn it on, says Wasa as he hits the back of the seat with his fist gently. The officer turns on the flashers and they make their way through the crowd as people move out of the way. Do you think this is really a good idea? asks Ken. I have no choice, now do I? Besides, there are still at least two officers there, says Wasa. I know. But we have yet to find the rat, and now that we know they’ve been spying on us… We don’t know what they’ll do next, says Ken. Whatever they’ll do, we can’t help it. We’re on our own, says Wasa. Why not reach out to other precincts? asks Ken. Do you know any other precinct that isn’t at least eight hours away? asks Wasa. No, since the rest in the city respond directly to you, says Ken. Yes. Which means? We’re basically the same one precinct anyway since they have to come in for reports. Listen, I know you’re worried. So am I. But we need the city not to burn down before we can do anything meaningful. Otherwise, what’s the point in saving the world if the world’s already burnt down? asks Wasa as they arrive at the UN headquarters.
But why not go back to the car we came in? asks Ram. Because no one is responding, says Mary. What do you mean? asks Pincer. I mean, I tried the radio, I tried calling a few of our colleagues and nothing, says Mary. So, it seems whomever Kei is calling over, is our best choice right now, says Mary. But can we trust him? asks Pincer. I don’t know. But there’s not much of a choice, right? asks Mary. Right, says Pincer. What do you mean? asks Ram. I mean, no matter what taxi or service we call, we can’t exactly trust them, now can we? asks Mary. No, says Ram. Okay. The guy said he’ll be here in a minute, says Kei. So fast? asks Pincer. Yeah, apparently the city is quite empty here on the outskirts, says Kei. I wonder why, says Mary. Maybe that’s why no one is responding? asks Pincer. Maybe, says Mary. Let’s move up to the street if there’s nothing else we need from here, says Kei. Why are you so calm? asks Ram. I’m not calm, I’m just so panicked that I don’t know how to even show it, says Kei. Hey, I’m here, says the taxi driver as he got out and waved at Kei. This is him, let’s go, says Kei. They all get in the car. I’m really sorry for before, says the taxi driver to Kei. No worries, it was my fault I dragged you into this, umm… says Kei. Oh right, my name is Imber. Are these your friends? asks Imber. Yes, I’m helping them, says Kei with a smile. Well, that’s nice. Where to? asks Imber. The police precinct, please, says Mary. Right, says Imber as he hits the gas.
Well, glad to have you so soon with us, says Niles. Glad to be of service, says Wasa. Ken, says Ken. Niles, says Niles as they shake hands. Okay, men! Let’s set up a parameter around the building. And in front leave a bit of space in front of the stairs. With a chain of you lot around it with most here at the front. Understood? asks Wasa. Yes, sir, they shout back as they leave in a quick yet orderly fashion. Now, if this gets out of control, what don’t you want? Kei asks Niles. What do you mean? asks Niles. I mean, I can’t guarantee you that those people outside won’t barge in here and we’ll need to guide them. Or worst case scenario, they’ll have at it like it’s a free bouffe. So, what in here is really of major importance? asks Wasa. Well, no one should ever reach the top floor. Under any circumstances, understood? asks Niles. Why? asks Wasa. Why do you care? asks Niles. Because I want to know what I’m protecting. If I am to risk my life for it, says Wasa. And if I don’t tell you? asks Niles. You are very welcomed to protect yourselves, says Wasa with a smile. This is the UN Headquarters, it’s the chair of the head of this region. No one ever goes there. He has his own entrance, own lift, and no one ever has the right to go there! Understood? asks Niles. Aha, right. Well then, time to evacuate, says Wasa. What? Why? asks Niles. I told you, I can’t promise you that those people won’t come barging in. If you wanna be safe, I recommend working from home for a few days and taking whatever you think is important with you, says Wasa. Now let’s face this storm, Wasa tells Ken…
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