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Unlike the smaller hallways of the second floor, the hallways on the third floor were twice as wide. A patrol of four passed by Poison, and turned the corner going back around. Another patrol of four past by soon afterwards, also turning the corner The hallway went to the right and left, with a wall directly in front of him. Most likely were the throne room was.
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He decided to wait and see how much time he had between patrols to get around the right corner...
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He had approximately 1 minute and thirty seconds in between the two patrols More than enough time to follow after one of the groups and stick to the shadows But the question became, where was the entrance to the throne room?
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Poison wondered this, and came to the conclusion that there must be side rooms that then link together and lead to the throne room... As soon as the patrol went by him, he got out, and followed behind them, hiding in the shadows upon turning the corner and surveying the area he was in...
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The hallway continued forward, with various doorways most likely being the home of the Royal quarters. It turned another corner to the left
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Poison kept to the shadows, almost invisible, and turned the left corner, again, seeing what was in the hallway as the patrol in front of him continued forward...
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Two guards were posted at a double doorway, the patrol passing by them. The double doorway must have been the entrance to the throne room....
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Poison looked around, but knew that this was the only entrance... He waited in the dark to see the gaurds behaviors, anything that might help him get past them easier...
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After about 50 seconds, he heard voices coming down the hall to his left from where he came. The second patrol was coming fast, and the door guards showed no signs of moving
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He sneaked closer to the gaurds, and without warning, came out of the dark. He rushed up to the first, knocked him unconscious with the butt of his SMG, and threw a punch right at the jaw of the other guard...
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The guard stumbled sideways, crashing into the wall and pulling the trigger of the rifle, firing two shots into the wall Immediately, the guards down the hallway were sprinting, and Poison heard something lock on the double doors to the throne room. He'd have to act fast
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Poison cursed, he fired a burst of bullets at the gaurd, the tried to open the doors of the throne room when the patrol arrived. Poison had the advantage, it was a hallway and all he had to do was throw bullets down the lane and they would definitely hit... Poison fired about 15 shots at the patrol before immidietley putting an other mag in his SMG and seeing the damage dealt...
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Three of the four had fallen, but the fourth was firing back at Poison. One of his shots hit Poison in the shoulder, while four more operatives arrived from the hallway behind him. The throne room doors were unlocked and swung open, with three operatives pointing their weapons at him He was surrounded
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He jumped forward, leaping right above the last gaurd of the patrol he had taken down, grabbing his head and twisting his neck... *Snap!* Poison the ran behind the corner, massaging his shoulder, that last effort took a toll... He reached out with his good arm, and fired a burst of gunfire at the group in the hallway...
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The operatives dodged, getting behind doorways and into the throne room They were firing back at Poison, and the castle went on high alert, he could practically here reinforcements running around downstairs
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Poison looked for the stairs to the fourth level... He had to get out...
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The staircase in which he had entered from would have gone up another floor, but pulling back to the staircase could mean certain death if he was caught. Suddenly, he saw the IMC operatives across the hallway drop dead as gunfire was heard Two Militia pilots where seen, pushing into the throne room and motioning for Poison to come over
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Poison cautiously walked over to them... "Who are you guys?"
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"Captain Amanda Chesterfield. Special Operations." One of the pilots responded, closing the door behind Poison and locking it "Major Declan Wicky. Special Operations." The second pilot sat, tapping on one of the consoles in the room "Your temporary squadmates." Amanda said, walking over to a second console
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Poison inclined his head, "Poison, the One of Many Lives" He said, coming up with the last part right on the spot... "Good to see you here... But may I ask, why [i]exactly[/i] are you here? I thought this was a simulation..."
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"It is." Marker's voice was heard from the corner of the room, hiding in the shadows "They're not really there. I programmed them. They think they're real. A bit cruel and all but..."
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"kinda is. Yeah..." Poison said, looking towards the where the voice was heard... Poison then looked at his [i]squadmates[/i] "So I assume you're extracting the data right now?"
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"Yeah, we're pulling it out onto this hard-drive." Amanda said, pulling out a small chip and tossing it to Poison "Get to the roof, extraction will be there." The two special operators unlocked the door of the throne room, walking out and firing at the IMC operatives that were arriving Across from the door was a staircase leading upwards
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Poison caught the hard drive, and wasting no time, sprinted through the hallway, climbing up the stairs and came upon the fourth level, he looked at his surroundings...
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The fourth floor.... Had no walls. Instead, it was consumed entirely by a small factory that was creating IMC robotic soldiers