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    John Marston walked into the Blackwater Police Department in 1911. He stepped up to the clerk and asked for Agent Ross. "I'm here to see Agent Ross. Ugly hair, permanent scowl. You seen 'im?"
    "Yes, he's been expecting you, Mr. Marston. Right this way, please." The lady said. "Before we proceed, I have to ask that all firearms be left in the foyer.”
    John reluctantly took off his gun belt holding a cattleman and a sawed-off shotgun and set them down on a table where a security guard stood watch. "How'd you know I'm Marston? I could be an insane criminal coming to rob you."
    "I was already employed here at the time of the Blackwater Massacre. I am very familiar with your old bounty posters. You'll receive your weapons once you return. Now, please, if we wait any longer, I'll get fired." The woman said, showing John towards an elevator next to a staircase.
    "Why can't we just take the stairs?" Asked John. He'd never trusted elevators. Abigail said it was because they were too complex for him to understand. He missed Abigail.
    "The stairs don't lead to the basement. Only the elevator does. Only the operator and government officials have direct access," replied the clerk.

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