| From: | "S.K. Khoo" <S.K.Khoo@*********.AC.UK> |
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| Subject: | The news continued ... |
| Date: | Tue, 17 May 1994 16:54:45 +0100 |
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force when earlier reports indicated a massive gang war breaking out. We now
know that this is untrue. Eyewitnesses confirmed that participants involved
in the firefight did not wear gang colours. Police are interviewing a passer
-by who filmed the entire incident - SeaNN reporters were once again able to
procure the film to bring you this coverage.
+++++ Include audio.visual.rec.#4495-7.
Heavily armoured van with doors open, its passengers already out and moving
in unison towards the entrance of a posh-looking building; they are well-
armed and armoured. In the lead is a young woman dressed in deep purple, her
right hand crackling with bluish energy.
The doorman looks up with a smile; the silenced, sub-sonic round makes a
clean entry wound above the bridge of his nose and exits the back of his head
to embed itself in the asphalt wall of the building - relatives will later
say ha died happy.
The van in the foreground guns its engines once, then shuts down with a
whine. A man clambers out from the cab trailing a wire still jacked to his
right temple; he lights up a cigarette as he observes the building's upper
floors as if expecting something to happen.
It does: a moment later, the camera is rocked by the sound of an explosion.
As the cameraman attempts to steady the himself, another explosion splits
the otherwise quiet morning. The camera view drops to the ground for several
seconds;
Cameraman: Oh my God !!
The camera is hastily brought to bear on the upper part of the buliding -
there is a gaping hole in the side of what appears to have been the 30th to
35th floors. A figure backs into view, lurching to the edge as bullets
explode from his back. An eyebat later, he can be seen tumbling to his final
resting place - a resounding crump is heard as the body buries itself in the
building's visitors' parking lot.
Smoke begins to drift out of the hole in a leisurely pace. Two more bodies
emerge from the filthy black clouds as they descend rapidly, screaming at the
top of their lungs; as the camera tracks their progress, it is clear that
they have only been wounded ... they are quite dead when they crater the road
seconds later.
The camera is jostled violently as sounds of someone vomitting are heard; a
choke, a gag, and the view is restored to the top of the building; two
figures on the edge of the roof battle it out with swords - the cameraman
zooms in. Both move in a blur of speed; the aggressor's advance is stalled
by the defender's good use of his twin black blades; the grace of his
movements lends a dance-like quality to his defence.
The two swordsmen whirl about the lip of the building. A flurry of strikes
and parries end in them locking blades and engaging in a contest of strength.
Although bleeding as though perspiring blood, the lone sword duelist seems
the stronger; he presses his opponent closer and closer to the edge. With
a final burst of strength, the lone-swordsman pushes the other over the ledge
shouting with exertion.
Instead of falling, the other drops a little way, then levitates, keeping his
two blades locked with the aggressor; his momentum carries his attacker over
the roof as well and as the helpless man falls past him, he disengages the
blade lock allowing the brief victor to tumble into space.
Falling swordsman: Niiiiightfooooooooooxxxxxxxx !!!!!!!!!!!!! <CRUBB!!!!>
The picture does another jig as more sounds of puking fill the camcorder's
audio system. Another choke, another gag ... and a few spits, and the view
of the building is brought back. The levitating swordsman has disappeared;
another is falling. Half way down, the falling figure can be identified as
Whisper. With ten floors to go, she slows down to a safe descent to the
ground. The camera follows her as she runs towards the armoured van whose
driver, the smoking rigger, is already back behind the wheel. A squeal of
tires and the van tears away leaving a dust cloud and tire tracks as the only
evidence of it ever having been there.
An ear-shattering roar is heard; the camera is partially raised to the
building once more but freezes as the picture reaches the first five floors.
The camera is then dropped and its audience is treated to a close-up of an
ant exploring the jungle of short grass it's in. A muffled thud is followed
by a view of the cameraman's arm squashing the ant as he passes out.
The camera continues filming ... a great dark shadow glides across the road;
somewhere of camera, someone screams ....
+++++ End cam.rec.footage.
Lone Star officers are still speculating as to the cause of the firefight but
say they have no clues. SeaNN sources, however, established an independent
confirmation from a case officer that the police do believe this to be
connected with last week's disturbance in Pullyalup involving the residence
of one Allen Compestine who police have still been unable to find; one of the
bodies found around the building was a shadowrunner by the name of Tripwire
who was wanted in connection with a dreamchip smuggling ring in the CAS. His
brother, Livewire, was found dead at the Compestine residence. The
investigation continues.
In Chicago, meanwhile, city hall officials staged ... CONNECTION.END ]<<<<<
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