I take shape in front of the tabor west hardline. I watch the code fall like heavy rain all around me. The world takes shape, as my brain, jacked into the matrix, let's the veil of this reality cover my eyes. I walked two steps and stop. Tabor's quiet, more quiet than usual. I swear I can hear a leaf fall from a tree and hit the ground because it's so silent. I walked forward a few more steps before taking the phone from my left pocket and holding to my ear, I click a button, and the phone opens. I listen to the dial tone for a few seconds before going to my list of contacts. A long list it is, I scan over the fifty, sixty some contacts on the list. Several from every neighborhood and district, including the three major contacts. I make a few calls to some of the contacts, getting some closure from the business I had from each of them. After about ten minutes, I'm back staring at the menu of contacts. I slide my thumb over the delete button, but something inside me stops me from hitting it. I shut the phone and return it to my left pocket. I slide a gloved hand through my dull red hair.  I tighten the black bandana around my face, and hyper jump up. The breeze on the way up blows through my hair, a nice cool breeze, it feels good. I can hear my leather jacket rippling behind me, as I do a front flip and land on one of the higher buildings in the area. I look over the area, and I jump from building to building for a couple hundred meters. Finally I land in front of the door of an office building, I push on the door and it swings open, I enter. The bluepills in this building are everywhere. I didn't know there was any office building this flourishing with bluepills in richland, at least not this flourishing with actual business people. The girl at the front desk gives me a funny look, she's cute, short blonde hair, dark highlights. The other bluepills in the area go on about their business. I walk up to the girl. "Where's the office for business security and money transportation?" I ask, looking at her over my sunglasses. "Floor 5. May I ask what your business is with their offices?" She must be new, giving me the floor number before asking my business like that, it's not safe. "Problems with my security." She smiles, and I nod in appreciation of the information she's given me. I walk to the elevator, trying to avoid  bumping into any of the rushing bluepills. I enter the elevator, and press the button for floor 5. A young man runs towards the elevator as it closes. "Hold it please!" He yells in desperation, I just shake my head, and watch the doors shut in his face. The doors open on floor 5, I walk out the door, the people in the office give me a funny look. Most of them are regular office workers like the others, and only three or four of them are actually dressed in the apparel of someone who works building security. I put my left hand on the left side of my belt, my right hand on the right side. They all stare at me. I draw from my belt silenced twin FM-1100 Magnums. There's a look of shock and horror on the faces of the bluepills. The few people in security uniforms reach for their revolvers, as I begin opening fire. The screams of terror could be heard from blocks away from the building, as I shoot round after round into the helpless bluepill office workers. The building security team members are the first ones to drop, turns out there were more than three or four of them, they were just hiding in the back rooms. There was at least twenty of them, means there was a lot of back rooms. One of the security members manages to actually get a shot at me before dropping, the damage from the bullet is minor. Some people run towards me and try to push me out of the way so they can get into the elevator, foolish indeed. I shot each of them before they had the chance to enter the elevator. The few remaining survivors now hide under their desks, some of the braver office workers fling supplies at my, which I dodge with minimal effort. I begin walking farther into the office, making sure to clear out the cowards under their desks, and the brave fools desperate to defend themselves. Someone I missed sprinted from under their desk and to the elevator, they make it inside, they nervously look for the L button on the panel, before they can find it, they get a bullet in between the eyes. I clear out the rest of the office. Some people were hiding under desks in the inner offices, a few more people tried to flee towards the elevator, and even fewer try to call for help, only one manages to get the call for help through, but they die before getting more than a gasp out of their mouth. I return to the elevator, I hit the L button to return to the lobby. As the doors open and I walk into the lobby, the dead bodies of the few that managed to make it into the elevator alert the office workers that my intentions there were cruel. They scream, and run, but I've all ready put away my guns. I walk out of the office building, as I exit I turn to the receptionist who told me what floor I wanted to know, and I stared at her for a second, she stared back at me, her eyes so lovely, like seas of violet crystals. She picks up the phone and dials for emergency assistance. I pull out one of my silenced FM-1100 Magnums, and shot the receiver of the phone. Her fear showed in her face, I pointed the pistol at her, something inside me stopped me from shooting her. I hear the sirens, I holser my pistol, let the door swing shut, and I hyper jump into the air. I hyper speed to the nearest hardline, and teleport out of the richland district. I see the shine of the police car lights in the distance, then i see a few meters away, an Agent possessing a demon army gang member. I teleport to downtown...