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Hector looked through the thermal vision module; a portrait of hues wept together in a multicolor rainbow. The threat revealed itself in the throbbing mass of heat, a threat of many, of at least twenty humans in front of him. ​But he saw more than that. These people were not civilians confused by the bio-agent that entrenched their city. He saw the multicolored human forms swarm upon a smaller figure. Spine chilling screams of pain and rage coalescing into one unnatural, eternal cry from the mob as Hector watched it being torn apart; though whether it was a dog or a child, he could not tell.
Crashing Tides
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