It is now one o clock and you still don't know what's going on. Who are those weird guys in the black uniforms? Where did everybody go? You sneak out your door and take the back road through the city. It's still quiet on the streets. Besides the men in black you have seen no one today. As you walk down the street you hear the grinding sound of gravel under tires. There's a vehicle coming. Maybe whoever it is can help you.
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