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Chapter 2: Seek and you shall find
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The night air was filled with foreboding and cold. Snow fell down like feathers from birds flying overhead. The night was young,
but The Chaos Group had been around for a long time.

My cell phone rang...

"Bunnie here. Sumthin' came up in th' case. Ya need to meet with Antoine at Knothole Street Station at 2300 hours."

I hadn't had a face to face with Antoine in a very long time. I made my way down the street, towards the train station.
Walking to Knothole Street Station would take forever, so a train was the best option.

As I walked down the street, I saw families in warm houses, having dinner, watching television. Living.
I ignored them to avoid thinking about my past. About Sally. And Rotor....

I reached the station and bought a ticket to the last train for the night. As I walked in to the train, my beretta stirred nevously,
but the doors slammed shut, and I was in for the ride. The walls of the subway tunnels rushed by as I looked around the train.
It was an eerie feeling due to no-one else was in the train with me. After 15 minutes the train stopped at Knothole Street.

I stepped out onto the hard concrete floor, and saw that for some reason the stair gates were locked. I decided to go into the
guard station and ask what was wrong. What I got instead was a dead guard, his head blown open. Something was going down
at the station...something big.

I stepped into the small corridor connecting the guard room to the platform, and quickly hid behind the wall as I herd two guys talking.

"What's goin on? What r' we doin?"
"Johnny takin care a' that cop upstairs. We got somethin else ta do."
"What?"
"Simple. Gun Down every mother fuckin' bastard that gets off the train."
"Sweet. But didn't the train go already?
"Beats me. Let's wait and see...What the--RAUGH!"
"Eh? WHA--AAAAHHH!"

I gunned them down before people got hurt. I made my way up the stairs, now the gate was down. Now more activity.

*two gunshots*
"Yeah! He be deeead!"
"Eyy', it's me ya talkin too."

I dove out into the passage and gave em' both two pieces of lead to chew on. Searching them I found a nice little gun we like to
call the Desert Eagle. Walking around the passages, shooting the crims as they came, I found my way was blocked by a gate.
Then, seeing the other end was boarded up, I decided I could use a train to bust through. After making my way back up to
a metal door I had passed, I guessed that it lead to the control room. I tooks a couple of shots at the code and got it open when
I typed in 'Chaos'. I walked right in and saw the waiting guards.

"Listen guys," I said, "I'm pretty bored with having to kill you all so maybe you could just leave? Please?" I dodged a volley of bullets
aimed at my head and dived for cover behind a computer console. Two of them came around from each side with shotguns, I dodged
their fire and fired both my berettas at them. One collapsed with a hole through his heart, the other limped away with a shattered
kneecap, and fell once I shot him in the back.

The remaining two had Berettas so they were easy targets. Once the violence had stopped, I went into the back room. It was filled
with power control consoles and security monitors. I pulled the lever that was marked "Track 1" and watched the monitor as the train
lit up like a Christmas Tree. I went down the stairs and found my way around wreckage and janitor supplies to find the once lost train.
I climbed into it's yellow cabin and started her up. It chugged forward toward the boarded tunnel, and I got on the floor.
The train hit the boards with a huge crash, shattering them, and then stopped dead.

So much for being subtle.

I got out of the train and ran down the dark, musty corridor. Two men were standing near some sort of cylinder with a possibly flammable
gas in it. I fired a couple of shots at it, drawing their attention, and blowing the top off the cylinder. After about a second it exploded, sending
the two guys flying, in pieces. I made my way past the black marks the explosions had made, a opened a rusty door. As I stepped through I
found that it led to a part of the station that had been left abandoned for at least eighty years. I never knew Robotropolis could look like this.
Maybe I would meet Antoine here, or maybe I'd find out about what the hell is going out. I would find something out either way...