Setting
Jarek tried to imagine a world where none of this existed, where things were better. Well, he knew about the good things in life. He used to work for the Rich East. But that was a thing of the past. Now, he is here, trying to help where he can. Even if that means helping deliver food to a few families in desperate need. As Jarek moved towards the sector with struggling families an explosion shook the earth. A shockwave ripped though the air, as smoke followed and vented into the air. The explosion must have been 15 miles away from Jarek's location. Thoughts started racing through Jarek's mind, trying to figure out what caused the explosion. If it was the Rebels of the West, Jarek knew nothing about it. He grasped the grip of the antique FNX in its BLACKHAWK! holster on his belt, gave a slight tug while pushing on the release button of the holster to retrieve the handgun. Fixing his grip on the FNX Jarek racked the slide back to load a round into the chamber. He was now locked and loaded. Now to find out the source of the explosion.
He started jogging towards the explosion site as he saw a little girl running from a group of men. He sighted his pistol at the lead man of the mob and took a breath. He wasnt going to shoot until he was sure. But for now, all he could do was wait.
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