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The six letters flash across your mind, capitalised, bolded, underlined:

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... And this is an astral door. A dead drop.

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This is a front. And not even a competent one.

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A limp in-joke from the Empire sans Territoire.

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AND VERY REACTIONARY.

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A tensing in your gut as another piece of the doom puzzle slots into place.

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Logical succession. Most important part of the job.

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Followed by the thunderclap of the gunshot.

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A searing pain, blooming in spirals. Then, somewhere after, the thunderclap of a gun.

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One thing is clear: the teenage girl has not been entirely straight with you.

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Danger. Line of sight.

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Functional Invisibility is an Advanced Cognitive Manoeuvre -- these tactics are not officially recognised by the Operant Bureau, though Operants share rumours of their success...

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You hear the whine of a 50cc engine. A small tuk-tuk appears in your peripheral vision.

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You hear the whine of a 50cc engine. A small tuk-tuk appears in your peripheral vision.

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Some write bad verse on this particular subject matter and call it cathartic.

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You hear the whine of a 50cc engine. A small tuk-tuk appears in your peripheral vision.

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You hear the whine of a 50cc engine. A small tuk-tuk appears in your peripheral vision.

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You hear the whine of a 50cc engine. A small tuk-tuk appears in your peripheral vision.

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Stomp. Stomp. Stomp.

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ONE SHOT -- MAKE IT COUNT.

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Times are once again dire, operant -- your own shadow has turned against you. An Advanced Cognitive Manoeuvre could win the day.

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Too close, already in motion. Snatch it out of her hand.

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The side reads 'sodium thiopental' -- truth serum.

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Truth serum. Sneaky bitch.

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Truth serum. Uh oh. Hehehe.

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There was a card rack on the ground floor of Foto 24. Could try it?

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Truth serum. Uh oh. Hehehe.

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Truth serum. Sneaky bitch.

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Truth serum. Uh oh. Hehehe.

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Your cerebral cortex crackles and hums. Little distant fireworks...

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Disarm her, now!

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Your cerebral cortex crackles and hums. Little distant fireworks...

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It'll be fiiiine. Just get her a nice card or something. Old people stuff.

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There was a card rack on the ground floor of Foto 24. Ahahahaha. Why not? Can't get worse.

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She's very traditional -- maybe something like a handwritten apology would get her back on-side?

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There was a card rack on the ground floor of Foto 24. Might be something suitable there.

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Try an intimate gesture. An apology of some sort, a sincere one.

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The woman behind you is wearing headphones. Maybe she'd let you 'borrow' them.

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Smoke chars your throat black.

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Something very wrong with his head. Pink, wet brain at his hairline.

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A near-impossible Advanced Cognitive Manoeuvre -- the True Shadow. A psychic marionette between harmonised doubles... A long shot, but worth it in desperate straits.

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Trying to bait you out?

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You barely feel it.

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Recover it or die trying.

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And then when you do get it back from him -- will you shoot him or take an opportunity to hit the Golem?

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One gun against three is certain death, two against three is a fighting chance. You need your gun.