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Later at night, people were working at a warehouse to haul crates and boxes of materials about to get things organized for their next ship out. After moving one of the heavier boxes, two of the workers took a moment to catch their breath.
"So, you hear about the arson that happened the other day?" the cat said, "It's really got people higher up shaken over it."
"Why would they be worried?" The horse asked, "They got plenty more research facilities, and it didn't have as many people remaining because it was trying to relocate."
"Trying but didn't finish, and the police are digging in deeper to this," The cat said, pushing off the box to stand up, "The fire was there to try and cover their tracks, word is everyone in there was slaughtered before hand. I bet they think someone killed them and was digging at what ever information that was there."
The horse's eyes got wide thinking about that, "Dang, We'll get lucky to just be out of a job if word actually got out." His ears turned west as something by the catwalk above rattled, "Did someone drop something up there?" There wasn't an answer for a while, except for a faint howl of the wind.

"Could one of you close that window please?" the cat shouted, and then turned back to the horse. "Of all times, while we're talking scary stuff."
"Yeah, that does remind me though," The horse looked to the crates, "What are we hauling for them this time. Every box has been pretty quiet this time around."
"Just some more chemical stuff and paper stuff." The cat shrugged, "And a few weapons since that arson thing happened. I don't know or care, it's probably why I don't go inside those egghead labs."
"I'm not there for another reason." the horse said, "I know what they were up to in there. Apparently it pays big, but it's some messed up stuff." he checks his watch, "And now we're falling behind, we better get back to it." Then he grabbed a side of the crate.
The cat grabbed the other side and they moved it over to another spot, "Wait hold up." They set the box down and the cat looked over at a crate and looked inside, "Hey, who opened this?" He started looking around to the others, "Which of you had the jimmy bar for this?"
"Why what's the issue?" The horse walked over and tried to look inside, "Are these grenades?" he looked to the cat, "What kind of stuff are they planning this stuff for? This is a city, not a warzone."
"How should I know, I just move things like you do?" The cat growled back, then he turned toward the others, "Everyone right here! I wanna know who is screwing with this stuff!"
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Part 9

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Part 8

Part 10

Art, Characters, and story (C)

Description
Later at night, people were working at a warehouse to haul crates and boxes of materials about to get things organized for their next ship out. After moving one of the heavier boxes, two of the workers took a moment to catch their breath.
"So, you hear about the arson that happened the other day?" the cat said, "It's really got people higher up shaken over it."
"Why would they be worried?" The horse asked, "They got plenty more research facilities, and it didn't have as many people remaining because it was trying to relocate."
"Trying but didn't finish, and the police are digging in deeper to this," The cat said, pushing off the box to stand up, "The fire was there to try and cover their tracks, word is everyone in there was slaughtered before hand. I bet they think someone killed them and was digging at what ever information that was there."
The horse's eyes got wide thinking about that, "Dang, We'll get lucky to just be out of a job if word actually got out." His ears turned west as something by the catwalk above rattled, "Did someone drop something up there?" There wasn't an answer for a while, except for a faint howl of the wind.

"Could one of you close that window please?" the cat shouted, and then turned back to the horse. "Of all times, while we're talking scary stuff."
"Yeah, that does remind me though," The horse looked to the crates, "What are we hauling for them this time. Every box has been pretty quiet this time around."
"Just some more chemical stuff and paper stuff." The cat shrugged, "And a few weapons since that arson thing happened. I don't know or care, it's probably why I don't go inside those egghead labs."
"I'm not there for another reason." the horse said, "I know what they were up to in there. Apparently it pays big, but it's some messed up stuff." he checks his watch, "And now we're falling behind, we better get back to it." Then he grabbed a side of the crate.
The cat grabbed the other side and they moved it over to another spot, "Wait hold up." They set the box down and the cat looked over at a crate and looked inside, "Hey, who opened this?" He started looking around to the others, "Which of you had the jimmy bar for this?"
"Why what's the issue?" The horse walked over and tried to look inside, "Are these grenades?" he looked to the cat, "What kind of stuff are they planning this stuff for? This is a city, not a warzone."
"How should I know, I just move things like you do?" The cat growled back, then he turned toward the others, "Everyone right here! I wanna know who is screwing with this stuff!"
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Part 9

Title

Part 8

Part 10

Art, Characters, and story (C)