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The news reports were flooding in. "Couple found vivisected in South Dakota" or "Red skinless claims another victim" He hung his head over his desk looking at his 2nd bottle of bourbon. Or was it his 17th? He was tired of being cooped up in this shack, hands on his flare gun. Not like there was anyone to come save him after all despite the amount of soldiers if you have an army of nearly bulletproof clones rushing towards you with blenders large enough to make a human smoothie for hands you'd eventually fall. He looked to his fridge the door torn off and he reluctantly reached towards a bottle of wine tucked near the back, something to take his mind off the piss poor state he was in. Then he noticed it, a faint green glow coming from his monitor. He shook off his drunkenness and decided to read it. The message contained sobered him up "Hello Jack, this is Lieutenant William "Bill" Masterson. Remember me you egghead? Well I've gotten some vacation and decided I should visit you. How is it anyway in New Jersey? Oh should I bring the stoner and doomer?" That was enough to get him to