Dave
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It was a nice warm summer day. I was spending time away from the office on leave, in my backyard doing some mundane weed pulling. The phone rang, my co-worker was on the other line, frantically calling...
"DAVE!!! REPORT TO COMMAND NOW!!! MOS DOWN, WE ARE REQUESTING ALL OFF DUTY TO REPORT IMMEDIATELY!!! INCLUDING YOU!!!"
I hurried over to my office only to find a huge gaping hole where the front door had been. Forensics team had already been there examining the damage. Debris everywhere, body parts strewn left and right. Some serious splash damage. My heart started pounding. Co-workers whom I didn't even like had fallen and I don't even know if I was happy they are gone or distraught now that more work will be piled on my desk until replacements arrive. One of my superiors addressed me.
"Dave, our Command had been hit. The CO is down. We need you to be aware of the situation when you return from leave. For now we are investigating the incident, and it was an incendiary device."
I assessed the situation. 10 casualties, 4 injured. Whomever had done this is one ruthless...
"Dave, here it is." They had brought me the remains of the explosive device. It had my name on it.... It was meant for me. Was I lucky to have been away? Was this a ploy to throw off the investigators into thinking that this hit served some higher purpose in some grandiose scheme? Who could have done such a....
I then saw another name on the container. It was that of the sender....
No, it was meant for me...
"It was meant for me...."
"It was meant for me......" [Sobbing noises and dramatic music]
Somebody has to pay.
That somebody is.... STRAYVECTOR!!!!!
"DAVE!!! REPORT TO COMMAND NOW!!! MOS DOWN, WE ARE REQUESTING ALL OFF DUTY TO REPORT IMMEDIATELY!!! INCLUDING YOU!!!"
I hurried over to my office only to find a huge gaping hole where the front door had been. Forensics team had already been there examining the damage. Debris everywhere, body parts strewn left and right. Some serious splash damage. My heart started pounding. Co-workers whom I didn't even like had fallen and I don't even know if I was happy they are gone or distraught now that more work will be piled on my desk until replacements arrive. One of my superiors addressed me.
"Dave, our Command had been hit. The CO is down. We need you to be aware of the situation when you return from leave. For now we are investigating the incident, and it was an incendiary device."
I assessed the situation. 10 casualties, 4 injured. Whomever had done this is one ruthless...
"Dave, here it is." They had brought me the remains of the explosive device. It had my name on it.... It was meant for me. Was I lucky to have been away? Was this a ploy to throw off the investigators into thinking that this hit served some higher purpose in some grandiose scheme? Who could have done such a....
I then saw another name on the container. It was that of the sender....
No, it was meant for me...
"It was meant for me...."
"It was meant for me......" [Sobbing noises and dramatic music]
Somebody has to pay.
That somebody is.... STRAYVECTOR!!!!!
