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Will stood in his doctor's garb at a faucet, cleaning his hands after an operation. He walked into the clothing room and took off his clothes, turning on the shower. Suddenly, the alarm sounded, and the unmistakeable voice of his squad's heavy gunner came over the loudspeaker.
"This is Watch Tower Two reporting a Black Sun fighter flyover. Fuel a ship to get the Director off of the planet immediatly. All troops are to report to their battle posts on the double!" Will shook his head in disbelief; he never thought this would happen, but he had to do what was necessary first. He took a fast shower and jumped into his combat gear. He grabbed a medkit and some field dressings, then holstered the two M2F Pistols that were quarantined in the check in area. He ran out of the hospital wing and up to the second floor, and found that it was already chaotic because of all of the people running around. He made his way to the exit up to the surface and looked up into the night sky.
"This is Watch Tower Two reporting a Black Sun fighter flyover. Fuel a ship to get the Director off of the planet immediatly. All troops are to report to their battle posts on the double!" Will shook his head in disbelief; he never thought this would happen, but he had to do what was necessary first. He took a fast shower and jumped into his combat gear. He grabbed a medkit and some field dressings, then holstered the two M2F Pistols that were quarantined in the check in area. He ran out of the hospital wing and up to the second floor, and found that it was already chaotic because of all of the people running around. He made his way to the exit up to the surface and looked up into the night sky.