Speaker 1: So you're not necessarily alone here, but it would take
them a bit to get to you, even like, you know,
puffing it.
Speaker 2: Doesn't draw my pistol and start booking it up the stairs. Yep, okay,
we're keeping bass okay close to my hand. Caleen in
my head that going up the infinite stairs Marios songs.
Speaker 3: If they're in that stairwell, we're screwed.
Speaker 1: It's just long jump up. It's it's good, you know exactly.
You know Vincay Turco has that one frame link that
infinite long jumps he glitches through. I will grant you, guys,
I did the MIPSI chee all right. I didn't even
need to get all the stars in the basement. I'm through.
And then yeah, you know, you open up the ninth
floor door, wave everybody in. You know, you give your
terse like side look down. They're somewhat far away. They're
like still like twelve thirteen floors. You're not sure if
they're chasing you exactly, but you just hear bitsnake targo,
just hear a huge sigh as the core as the
door closes behind them and they try to find their
way up to the final floor. One must go up
to go down. As the door closes, we cut to
the tark. Yeah, and five minutes have gone by. Four
swat fans very swift past the alley that you were in.
They don't seem to be giving you too much mind,
but they definitely cut up with you. They got to
the end of that street same as you did. The
year around here is tense. It's a lot more deserted
than it was this morning before shit popped off. There's
getting less than less people. The farther you know, the
closer you get to the Exotic Transport's tower and you're
on the other side of the freeway at this point
to where it is. Do we have any contacts? Asked
ms from.
Speaker 3: The closed but none yet.
Speaker 1: All right, if things get too much, I know the
layst but I need you alive, so don't hesitate to
ask for help.
Speaker 3: Thinking about it though, I UH, make sure my machete
is handy, gotcha, polster, just in case. I check my
heavy pistol too.
Speaker 1: Your professional everything's locked and loaded. All the bolts are
in the chamber and accounted for. You hear in the
distance further down the street that you came from. When
you initially took the other route. There's a bit of
gunfire here and there, bit of yelling, been a screaming.
Don't really fear too many vehicles, but there is a
scuffle down there.
Speaker 3: I peek around the corner. Can I see anything? Because
I don't want to go too far obviously.
Speaker 1: Okay, at this point, there's like at least six people
you see that are kind of almost running in a dense,
dead sprint toward where you are. There are no corn
apparel on anybody. They look like locals as far as
you can tell, but they're wigged the fuck out. They're scared.
Speaker 3: Are they screaming anything discernible? Or is it just panic
yelling noise?
Speaker 1: What is that? Ah uh oh?
Speaker 4: Sounds about right.
Speaker 3: I'm gonna lean back and say, hey, Amis, we might
be running out of time.
Speaker 1: Yes, ja, I will be swift. Three more minutes. The
streams get louder and louder, and then you hear someone
go ah fuck, it's off the leash. And then just
you hear dud as like something is impacting the sidewalk,
and what slides into view your corner, checking another corner
almost from like your angle, it looks like, you know,
I guess. If you were to classify it, one would
suppose it's in the canine family. It could be if
it wasn't a meter and a half tall from like
where it's standing to where you are, and it didn't
have an extra set of eyes, you know, so it
has four eyes, two on each brow, one down from
one another. It didn't have the scorpion whip on its back,
you'd consider it some sort of puppy. What it is
now you're not really sure, but it is some preacher
that you've never seen before. There's blood on its maw
for big ass pause as far as you can see,
and uh, it looks excited, and then it's like it
drops down low. You can't quite hear it, but it
starts from what you can tell, sniffing. Uh.
Speaker 3: Danger, puppy, guys, it's a corn dog.
Speaker 1: God, damn it, they got corn.
Speaker 3: Dogs out in these streets. Now, No, we're safe.
Speaker 2: Oh man, let's stop.
Speaker 1: He's already. Thank you, leiot. I appreciate it. It's where
my brain went first. I'm sorry, almost not sorry, don't
ever be sorry. This is what I wanted.
Speaker 3: Oh God, what do I even do?
Speaker 1: It's slowly making its way up the road. What do
you see in jaybird?
Speaker 3: A giant four eyed dog?
Speaker 1: Four eyes? Is that common among the dogs here?
Speaker 3: Not? Normally they only have two and they are at most.
Speaker 1: You guys use metric or standing from like its four
legs and just up right, just how tall it is
when it's on its all fours, it's like four feet
up and it's seven feet in length.
Speaker 3: So this thing, this thing's like three or four times
the size of a normal Earth dog.
Speaker 1: It's a big crush. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, this is
weird looking to say nothing else.
Speaker 3: So I'll explain to emmis that normally a big dog
is like hip eye on a human. This thing is
four times that size possibly.
Speaker 1: M hmm, four eyes, you say, yeah? And the other
features that I should be aware of. There's a tiny
bit of waiver.
Speaker 3: His voiceish whippy tail thing.
Speaker 1: He doesn't have a stinger on it. You hear some
defeat on that second part?
Speaker 3: Yes, what does that mean?
Speaker 1: Uh? That your corn? There's a bit of a Sainta's Voice.
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