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4:06 AM, THURSDAY
MARCHTOWN, VICKERS COUNTY
A LOCAL WATERFRONT
Several cruisers pull up in front of the docks, sirens blaring. Shouts are heard as medical mask-wearing police officers hastily climb out, toting guns and slamming their car doors. As they rush about organizing themselves, more vehicles belonging to the authorities arrive. New cops begin parting their cruisers, and the Coast Guard is now seen as being among their number. The latter climb out of their separate, bright-white SUVs, carbines and pistols in hand.
Midst the fierce screaming of the sirens and the distorted shouting of policemen and Coast Guardsmen behind their masks, one of the men waves for several officers to tag along behind him as he begins to descend upon one of dockside warehouse entrances. It's a cop; carrying a shotgun, and with three sergeant chevrons on his shoulder.
4:06 AM, THURSDAY
MARCHTOWN, VICKERS COUNTY
A LOCAL WATERFRONT
Several cruisers pull up in front of the docks, sirens blaring. Shouts are heard as medical mask-wearing police officers hastily climb out, toting guns and slamming their car doors. As they rush about organizing themselves, more vehicles belonging to the authorities arrive. New cops begin parting their cruisers, and the Coast Guard is now seen as being among their number. The latter climb out of their separate, bright-white SUVs, carbines and pistols in hand.
Midst the fierce screaming of the sirens and the distorted shouting of policemen and Coast Guardsmen behind their masks, one of the men waves for several officers to tag along behind him as he begins to descend upon one of dockside warehouse entrances. It's a cop; carrying a shotgun, and with three sergeant chevrons on his shoulder.
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