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THe large Garbage pit, Far enough away from the Aylsum so they can drop the bodies and other trash without fear of someone seeinf it was directly from them. But ther ewas more then bodies, it was given the name the garbage for a reason, it was huge maze of trash and other crap, if someone wanted to hide in here it owuld not be hard since it was almost like a maze on the inside the garbage forming the bodies.

"Comeo ne man lets hurry up, this place gives me the creeps!" THe two drivers of theruck started to unload there last stop, the bodies from asylum to there final resting palce of rot and decay. "Man this ilike a mass graveyard, sometime I wonder about these people..." The other guy look at him funny. "don't let them hear you say that or body will be the next we unload."
"ya right.. ok we are done lets go.. s**t thi one opened a bit." HE went over and started to zip up a girls bag but stoped a bit.. "Man she still looks alive...." the other river rolled his eyes. "Hurry up she is dead lets go!" then the two drivers left... but the girl was still alive!

Bloodhound came to hard stop... this was the spot the driver had to drop of the corpse and there was no evidence along the road the driver was ordered to take.. so the evidence and this rouge product had to be here. He dismounted his bike and shouldered his rifle. He was on the oposite end that the risistance had just come in. THe maze like garbage would make and perfect place for a battle, lots of cover and places to move around. Well time ot get to work, he started to walk into the garbage.. but he staied to the higher ground... He put a clip into his gun and cocked the rifle back, then put it on safe. He was combat ready.

She held up her hands in mock surrender. "Better you than me. My aim's still a little iffy. You could end up getting shot if I was the one trying to take care of popping a couple of baddies."

She wished she had a big pair of rubber boots, too, but being as she didn't go dumpster diving often, it never occurred to her until it was too late that she might like them. She was stuck with her grungy Converse. She'd have to ditch them after this expedition.

"It's all stench," she replied, nose still wrinkled. "Well, if I was dumping off rotting corpses, I wouldn't bother to go very far in, because with the next few loads of garbage are likely to cover it, right? So, if they think like me, the fresh ones aren't going to be far. On the other hand, they could be OCD about having their dead Projects being caught on accident by someone passing through, in that case we're S.O.L and searching aimlessly might be our best rout."

She paused and looked wryly at Alex. "Flip a coin over it, maybe?"

She started to move just a bit... God her gut hurt so much, Her hand started to to move justa bit but something was on top of her so her movements hwer limited. There was something wet around her... Struggling while her eyes still closed her hands moved to her chest, a hole... A bullet hole. "help..." She could barely breath she was struggling to reach in front of her body but she was inside some kind of bag. "Help me..." Her voice bearly a whisper.

Voices... Blood hound moved like stealthy cat and found a broken mirror and used some of the tape he had to put on the end of a stick and look around the conner. Two people poking around in the trash. He wondered, he was not ordered to kill civilians but if they where part of the risistance, they would have to die... for now he would obsverve fora short period of time.

Alex found a black body bag, and smiled. "Hey Irish, I got one over here. See now, wasn't that easy?"
He reached down and shoved the remaining trash covering the bag away, and pulled it out on top. He wasn't sure whether it was a good idea to open it or not though.
"Do you think we're supposed to check it?" He smirked. "Ever seen a corpse before?"

Keeli shrugged. "Sure, I drive getaway sometimes, remember. Bodies happen during those things-"

She was cut short when somebody screamed behind him. She whirled, her blond hair flying around with her and hitting the side of her face. She thought of Alex's gun. This guy's was a lot bigger. Not good.

She threw up her hands. She wasn't the shoot first, ask questions later type. She was more of the slick-talk your way out of it before violence erupts kind. "Hey, man, we're just scavenging. If you've got this area claimed, that's cool. We'll hit up Good Will from now on, promise. Just chill."

People toting guns like that weren't normal. Her instincts screamed Product. They weren't that far from the van. If Alex could distract him, she could scramble off and return to run him over. Gun vs. Van. She was pretty sure she'd be able to squish him before he could destroy it, even with a few popped tires.

Alex's move, anyway. She tensed, prepared to leap for cover in rubbish.

Alex turned just as quickly, spotting the stranger with the gun.

He didn't speak, Keeli seemed to have that under control fairly well, but his hands remained at his sides. Carefully he cocked the pistol, knowing it wouldn't be too useful, but better than nothing.
As he did so, Alex heard a scuffling behind him. Thinking there was another attacker he glanced over his shoulder, and yelped when the body bag moved.
And instinctive thought struck him, and in an instant he dropped beside the bag and zipped it open, then rolled behind cover. He knew that whatever product was alive in their was probably more likely to help it's rescuers, and products were generally good at fighting. But he also knew he would be shot at instantly, and so ducked.

"Keeli, MOVE." He shouted, aiming quickly and firing at the gunman.