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CONTINUED FROM PREVIOUS REPORT Trying to trace the sports hopper from CCTV footage was a dead end. The cameras covering the side of...
By Andrew ClementsDecember 17, 2021CONTINUED FROM PREVIOUS REPORT Brogan stood on the roof of the NYPD building and watched as the hovering ambulance took to the air...
By Andrew ClementsDecember 10, 2021New York never changed. The large bulletproof window of the 99th Precinct building looked out over the same towering skyscrapers and packed hover...
By Andrew ClementsDecember 3, 2021Continued from Previous Report As the Great Abyss began to roll sideways in front of him, Gordon gritted his teeth and slammed the...
By Andrew ClementsNovember 26, 2021The large translucent hemisphere on the main control bank flashed red and the auto-recorder began to spool as the distress signal played over...
By Andrew ClementsNovember 19, 2021CONTINUED FROM PREVIOUS REPORT The deadly snout of the gun didn’t waver as William Alexander spoke again, “I thought I’d seen the last...
By Andrew ClementsNovember 12, 2021The flat was empty save for the lone man sitting in a dilapidated wooden chair by the window. No one else had lived...
By Andrew ClementsNovember 5, 2021The brilliant red Spectrum Saloon tore along the winding cliff road with a scream of its gas turbine engine. The quivering needle of...
By Andrew ClementsOctober 29, 2021Natural phenomena do not think or feel or act with hostile intent, but that doesn’t make some of them any less deadly. “Matt!...
By Andrew ClementsOctober 22, 2021Continued From Previous Report Troy and Phones fought with the controls as Stingray tore relentlessly through the water. The needle on the Rate Indicator...
By Andrew ClementsOctober 15, 2021