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[color=indianred]Becker[/color][/h2][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/3fde3f2372a8f556f6d9b845533cfd7b/tumblr_inline_pmhiz02Frr1snxgfy_400.gif[/img]

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The sight of an officer getting bitten sent a shiver down her spine, but she forced herself to stay focused. As the bitten officer staggered toward the paramedics, Becker mentally prepared herself for what might come next.

Hearing Kaitlyn's suggestion, she nodded quickly. [color=indianred]"Gotcha,"[/color] she agreed, glancing at the helicopters slicing through the sky above. The situation was escalating, and they needed to ensure no one was left behind.

As she followed Kaitlyn toward the school's main entrance, she glanced at her phone and saw Dave's text. The mention of the CDC and armored personnel made her heart skip a beat. A mix of dread and determination settled over her. She quickly fired off a response to Dave, [color=indianred]"Stay safe. Keep me posted on anything new. We might have to evacuate people from the area."[/color]

As her phone buzzed with another message, she resisted the urge to check it immediately, focusing instead on ensuring the safety of the remaining students and staff. Her mind raced with questions about what the CDC's presence meant and what was really happening behind the scenes. With Kaitlyn by her side, she pushed forward, ready to face whatever came next.