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It was noon in the Dark City, where a war was taking place in the Prison. Zero was there, wounded and almost out of bullets, hiding in one of the prisons."Damn... Who among us is alive?"He said while taking out a military radio from his suit."Zero, here in cell a-9, is anyone alive? I repeat, is anyone alive?"His voice sounded somewhat shaky. There was no response, and that left Zero somewhat uneasy.**But then, footsteps were heard a few meters from where he was. He loaded his weapon, an FN SCAR."Who's there? Show yourself, asshole."