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9 hours left

(half an hour of cleaning later up ashes later)

Jack and the two S.W.A.T. walked up to the giant pizza oven. Jack looked over at U.S.W.A.T.#3. “You first.”

“Crap!”

“O.K. people lets move!” yelled Jack. “We only have nine hours to move through a few small tunnels and find a bomb and then shut it off using codes we know.”

“But sir.” said U.S.W.A.T. #3. “That won’t take anytime at all. There’s no way we can fail.”

“First you mean there’s no way Jack can fail. Second the writer will inconvenience us with random talks that don’t matter in anyway. He’s good at that.”

“You mean like what he’s doing right now.”

“Damn he’s good! Anyways lets move.”

“Right.”

Jack and his little troop moved through a narrow hallway. The posse had to move single file… with U.S.W.A.T.#3 in front. Then they came to the first door in the hallway. Jack looked at the S.W.A.T. “Lets blow the door open.”

“Ya, but we could alert the NMC !”

“Fine. We’ll pick it but it’ll take 1 hour.”

(camera cuts to man at computer laughing)

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