Jack Feldman

Tower

There’s a lot of money, if you can find a way to sneak some loot out of the exclusion zone. Getting it out is easy enough, the hard part is venturing into the shit downtown where all the good stuffs at, without getting your head blown off. Cops, Feds,

Angel

I saw an angel today. Or maybe it was yesterday. I'm not so sure anymore. I know that time is passing, I can feel the air growing cooler, but I cannot see the sun setting. All I can see is the angel's halo, scorched into my

Hazmat

The clean room was a sterile space. As sterile as one could get in a pop-up tent in the middle of a swamp. Thick plastic yellow walls ballooned with air. Words and symbols were stamped on every wall, detailing procedures in case of punctures, deflation, or other failures to clean

Driftwood

Something foul washed upon the shore. A crowd had gathered by the time the I made it to the coastline. Scattered about in a loose semi-circle, a dozen or so people all stood, staring at the beached thing. It wasn’t giant, but it was large. A fisherman I recognized,

Assembly

"This has been declared an unlawful assembly. You're in violation of Federal law, and subject to detention or arrest. This is your final order to depart the area. Authorized agents may use chemical agents to remove you from the restricted area." The crowd erupted into jeers.

ATF Internal memo - 1.156.2208.48456

Subject: Request for Additional Funds Disbursement & Staffing (REQ-871-94J) Date: █████████ To: Roger A. Poole, Acting Special Agent in Charge, Detroit Division From: Andrew Milgrim, Chief of Field Operations Body: We recieved your request for additional fund dispersement in the amount of $███████ on August 22, 2025. Assistant Administrator (AA) Dillion B.