[b]April 26th 2011[/b]
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[h2]School District 11: The Warehouse district[/h2]
[h3]5:21 am[/h3]
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[i]Beep beep beep[/i] The forklift would slowly reverse backwards carrying its large wooden crate into the storehouse. District 11 had just received its bi-daily order of supplies that would be distributed to the appropriate sources when necessary. "Alright boss that should be the last of it." The worker said calling his boss over the radio as he started to lower the forklift and its contents.

"Um, Boss. I said that's the last of it." He said again waiting for a response. "Damn, he left already without informing me. Dick." They sighed and began to slowly moved towards the warehouse doors with their forklift and then the power in the thing died. "Damn thing. Boss really needs to spare some expenses to get the new ones." They sighed and sat there for a moment. Did something just move between the crates.

No there was no way. "Is that you Gary?" The man asked wondering if it was one of his fellow staff. Stepping up and away from the forklift. He heard a low hissing noise, and before he could even speak. His arm was laying beside his foot. "A-a------" The scream would be cut short, strangled by the firm hands of the larger faster individual.

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[center][h3]5:30 pm[/h3][/center]

"We are regretful to report that School district 11 had to report the murder of one of the workers at the district. A one 'kevin' whom was found in pieces at the scene, showing signs of severe mutilation. We have reason to believe that foul play is involved due to the graphic nature of the scene." The newswoman said yawning a bit. "Next up on the news. A local radio group will be presenting their stage drama-"

This would be playing on all the videos in the corner shops and stores. It was pretty curious news. A murderer present in Academy city was always going to raise a few eyebrows but for now it seemed. For every other person now finally leaving their school buildings for the day to either hit the city life or hang out in their dorms. It would probably be a normal day.

But someone... or something was going to make its move.