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8 hours left

“O.K. its open.” said U.S.W.A.T. #1.

“Good job!” said Jack as he kicked open the door. Inside the room was… another cold, damp, and unimportant hallway. “We just spent an hour picking a lock to find another hallway?”

“It appears so.”

“I hate whoever writes this stuff!” yelled Jack. However he continued to move down the hallway. It was then he saw another door at the end of this hallway. Jack turned to U.S.W.A.T.#3. “Forget picking the lock just blow it open.”

“But sir, what about the NMC ?”

“I’m the main character. They can’t kill me or they have no new material.”

“Sir, they ran out of material two seasons ago. That’s why the exact same thing happens every time.”

“Shut up and blow up door. At least then you’ll have done something useful before you die.”

“Fine….. sir.” U.S.W.A.T.#3 walked up to the iron plated door and placed a grenade. He then stood back and shot it destroying the door. There, standing behind the door was… a nazi, a muslim,..... and a cylon. “Good job Jack.”

“Shut up.”

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