A rather strange name for a server but other than that the server was pretty fun. Present Day: Wednesday, November 7th, 2018 The only important thing they found was a laptop which they took and loaded into a shady black van parked outside the apartment building.
They ransacked the place in search of Mike. A few mineuts later five men busted down the door and made their way into the room, one of them clumsily tripping over the demolished bookshelf. Mike’s body was engulfed in a green mist that erupted from nowhere and his body dematerialized. He then pressed a mysterious button which cannot be found on a regular everyday laptop. Mike took a long wire with a sharpened end stuck it into his arm, he then plugged the other side into the laptop’s keyboard. Mike began panicking, he could hear someone picking the lock on the door. Before long, its base was broken, and it fell over scattering books all over the carpet. A few more bullets blasted through the bookshelf. He opened up his laptop and began typing in a jumble of code. “Shit!” Mike muttered as bullets passed through the mahogany wood of the door and bookshelf. A few seconds later they started up again, something between the lines of, “He’s armed!” and, “pull out your weapons, we're doing this the hard way!" With one loud bang, the voices fell silent. After he was satisfied with the makeshift barricade he scrambled to his desk and grabbed his trusty Glock 17 and pointed it toward a small router near his computer and pulled the trigger. Mike Hanson struggled to push a large bookshelf in front of the door as multiple voices shouted from the other side.
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