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"Thank goodness, I'm really freakin' scared. I'm totally having a breakdown and I'm singing Phantom of the Opera." She said really fast, the tears still running down her face.

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"Don't worry, if all goes-"

 

Vernon looked overhead, to see an attack chopper hover above him, as a couple more joined formation.

 

"Okay, ****. I'm not sayibng worry; just don't move."

 

Vernon grabbed a pipe from the ground, jumping into one chopper, cracking open the glass, and ripping out the soldier forcefully, throwing him to the ground, as he did with the next four.

 

"Anyway, I figure it's about time we got to the tower," Vernon said, landing with a thump.

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Vernon lit up a cigarette, looking up at the flaming tower. "Hey! Down there!" Razputin yelled. "He already fled the city!"

 

Vernon looked, seeing a humongous air transport sputter to life and lift off. "Not quite!" Vernon yelled. "Order the troops to concentrate their fire on the cockpit!"

 

He saw a horrible explosion, and screeching of airplane parts flung across the land and scraping the ground.

 

He closed his eyes as a part came at him, awakening in the real world, Sasha and Milla right next to him, and Eva in front of him.

 

 

"I am getting so drunk," Vernon muttered, walking away.

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Vernon looked up to the sky, gathering his things. He opened the gates with a creaking, as he headed for the place where he could finally stop it all: Chicago, the Psychic Broadcast building.

 

He began trekking, he would pick up a vehicle on the way.

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