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[b][u][i]Somewhere over the skies of Vancouver[/i][/u][/b]

The unmistakable sound of rotor blades scrapped the sky. There, battling through the harsh upper winds of Canada was an Enclave Vertibird, clearly heading down south. However, something was off about it. While it was up against harsh conditions, Enclave pilots knew how to fly in these environments, but the Vertibird was all over the place.  That’s when it began to nosedive directly into the snow below.
There was a faint explosion that was muffled by the wind.

At the crash site was a much more devastating sight. For a moment it had seemed that the personnel inside had survived, looking over the crash site, it wasn’t until you saw their blood soaked faces that one could tell something was amiss. 

Their armour pieces which had fallen of revealed flesh that continued to peel from the bone and a groaning from the troops was constant. However, these were unlike anything seen before. Not even ghouls acted like this... this was something new.