[b]St. Albert's Catholic Church, Main Floor[/b]

William Robens frowned with a feeling of annoyance, whilst he had been sarcastic before it seemed that he didn’t particular care from hearing the same sort of attitude from somebody else. But the man on the other side of the door of the church kitchen had a very poignant point—the longer they waited talking loudly at that the more likely that the currently infected would be waltzing down their direction. With a heavy sigh he looked to Officer Levitski who cautiously nodded while he kept his handgun at the ready. William wasn’t sure about how essential Levitski was a leader, but the man had a firearm which was certainly something essential to Will’s survival. 

“Okay.” He said as he carefully opened the door, to see the visage of the man behind the voice. “Come in, and do it quietly.”

It was after this that Peter Simpson’s group from the basement returned with a small battery-powered emergency radio; one of them almost immediately started fiddling with it—trying to find a frequency. The sound of this caused Levitski’s eyes to move from the new survivor to the radio. Levitski wondered if they would have any luck finding any frequencies, but he was holding on to hope that even an automated message would have been on rotation on one of the frequencies. Such hope seemed to be not wishful thinking as a message although badly buffered and thick of static came through the radio.

[i]“—not a test, this is an alert stationed by OBS.”[/i] The message was in a bad sort of shape, the reception tower it was originating at was likely damaged and running under massive issues. But at least the first part of the message was clear: the Office of Bioterror Security, a more ‘newer’ government agency tasked with counterterrorism of biological weapons originating a few years ago under President Graham’s organization during his last term.

[i]“We advise survivors to relocate to optimal safe zones for extraction. Suggested locations include the central police precinct off Dumont Street or Ramsey College off Lorren Road. Extraction teams are on the way to principal loca—not a test...”[/i] The second bit in the circular automated message suggested extraction was imminent and that optimal locations included the central police station and ramsey college—but both of these things while downtown didn’t sit right with Peter Simpson but he didn’t know why.