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She missed her homey vantage point. From her sixth story room which overlooked the busier side of New York, Cassie wouldn't have been in the situation she was in now. She fought through a throng of hysterical civilians as she headed in the opposite direction. She shrugged off the questioning stares as she took out her phone. Earlier, while she was watching the news, she knew something was off when reports on overflow within nearby hospitals were shown on screen. There was something about a influenza spreading after the night of frantic shopping on deals. Black Friday was always tense for those within her unit. Though the years proceeding Operation Dark Winter and Directive 51 were relatively quiet, shit finally hit the fan.

Her phone buzzed as she slipped on a blue tooth headset. "Go ahead Division."

"Confirm your identity."

Cassie side stepped a speeding car as she fought the urge to give the driver a piece of her mind. "Alpha 114 Bravo Xeta Epsilon 251."

There was a brief moment of silence on the other side. She already knew whoever was talking to her was punching in her identification code. Moving across the street, Landis moved into a building where one of the Division's agent caches was stationed. She walked through the glass doors and headed towards a maintenance room. As she entered the room, the voice on the line broke silence.

"What's your ETA to the meet point? Agent Decker is already there."

"Ten minutes out," she said as she pulled back on a panel, which gave way to an alcove in the wall. She took the backpack and looked inside. A HK45 with four clips laid inside as well as a personal Command and Tactics tablet. These things were key to agent autonomy regarding logistics. A safeguard to lines breakdown. Other than that, a respirator and a few ration bars and other useful gadgets made up the rest of the contents. Cassia began to sync her Echo watch to the CaT. Essentially a portable version of the tablet. "Supply cache reached. Resuming to rendezvous point now. What're the status on the other two agents?"

"They are still making their way," said the operator. "Meet at the rendezvous, then head to the safe house. Communication from this point forward will be kept to a minimal. Division will feed updates and priorities to you periodically via the CaT and your Echo. Good luck, agent Landis. "

The line went dead as Cassie slid a fresh clip into her HK45, chambered a round, toggled the safety, then holstered it in concealed holster. She stuffed the remaining clips into her dark brown utility jacket and placed her phone into her jean pocket. Barely two days in, and the world was already going to hell. She could hear the gunshots from outside as well as screaming.

Carefully leaving the building she made a beeline to the meet point where the cell would converge then head to the safe house. The good stuff was waiting there.

Minutes later, Cassie came before a building bordering a park as she saw a man standing under an arch. He was dressed similarly to her as his eyes rested on her. It was Decker. She made her way towards him. "Any trouble?"

Decker shook his head. "Riots back that way," he said. "Its been quite otherwise. You took your sweet time getting here."

"Civvies being civvies," she said as the two walked further into the park building, looking for the other two agents. "How far is the SH from here?"

"Few blocks."

"We'll sit tight for now then." The reassuring weight of her firearm hugged her right hip as Cassie watched a trio sprint by. She didn't like the red she saw on their clothes. "I can't believe we got hit this bad."

Decker leaned against a pillar opposite of her as she interacted with his echo. "I heard other locations got hit way worse. The whole entire country is destabilized. I wonder how much we know behind the attack."

Cassie shrugged. "Focus on stabilizing New York first. Then we'll worry about the rest."

Decker sighed as he scratched his scruffy chin. "Got it, Cass."

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