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It was a long workday for Ileana Smets, a young police officer of Estilan PD. Breaches of the Perimeter, which used to happen once in two or three days, were now as common as road accidents. Bringing more troops had little to no effect as the area affected by the Incident was enormous and hence impossible to control effectively. It became common that some sections of the Perimeter itself were never restored after the breaches, which compromised the whole purpose of the gigantic structure surrounding the Darwin District, the one ravaged by the Incident.

Among all grim implications the situation had on the colony capital was immense workload on the police forces, so newly-recruited Ileana had to hit the ground running and almost collapsed from exhaustion every time she went back home. Her habit of always wearing a pair of 5-inch heels did not help either. As luck would have it, her place was just a couple of blocks from the Perimeter, so she never let go of her service weapon when she got closer to home. That day she finally had the misfortune of using it...

Ileana's feet were killing her again. A bystander could have heard her steps clattering against the rough surface of the sidewalk. He could also have heard how this sound resonated from the surrounding skyscrapers on her right and a high fence on her left. Behind that fence, just a couple hundreds meters further, stood a much higher and stronger fence. The Perimeter. It cut in half a small parking lot now cluttered with empty containers instead of cars. This bystander, who had to be brave enough to wander in such a place at night, must have admired the sight of the policewoman's young and voluptuous body barely lit by the dim moonlight and the rare signboards. He would have surely paid special attention to her toned legs as the girl's tiny miniskirt did a rather poor job protecting them from an unwanted gaze. Luckily for Ileana, no tricky bystanders were roaming that deserted street. Suddenly she stopped. She could not believe she heard a voice in this godforsaken place. A female voice. It repeated more clearly and there could be no doubt: a woman was crying somewhere behind the parking lot's fence. Ileana stood for a moment hesitating. Her body was already exhausted, she was nearly falling down as she was walking. Out there stood the Perimeter guarding the city from its most dangerous area, and she only had one handgun on her while she knew that the whole units of armed troops had not come back from there. However, the cry repeated, now more muffled and indistinct. She had to help that woman. She was a police officer after all. Maybe it was just an average street thug. If so, she would deal with him in no time. Ileana made a deep breath and stepped inside the parking lot.

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It was a long workday for Ileana Smets, a young police officer of Estilan PD. Breaches of the Perimeter, which used to happen once in two or three days, were now as common as road accidents. Bringing more troops had little to no effect as the area affected by the Incident was enormous and hence impossible to control effectively. It became common that some sections of the Perimeter itself were never restored after the breaches, which compromised the whole purpose of the gigantic structure surrounding the Darwin District, the one ravaged by the Incident.

Among all grim implications the situation had on the colony capital was immense workload on the police forces, so newly-recruited Ileana had to hit the ground running and almost collapsed from exhaustion every time she went back home. Her habit of always wearing a pair of 5-inch heels did not help either. As luck would have it, her place was just a couple of blocks from the Perimeter, so she never let go of her service weapon when she got closer to home. That day she finally had the misfortune of using it...

Ileana's feet were killing her again. A bystander could have heard her steps clattering against the rough surface of the sidewalk. He could also have heard how this sound resonated from the surrounding skyscrapers on her right and a high fence on her left. Behind that fence, just a couple hundreds meters further, stood a much higher and stronger fence. The Perimeter. It cut in half a small parking lot now cluttered with empty containers instead of cars. This bystander, who had to be brave enough to wander in such a place at night, must have admired the sight of the policewoman's young and voluptuous body barely lit by the dim moonlight and the rare signboards. He would have surely paid special attention to her toned legs as the girl's tiny miniskirt did a rather poor job protecting them from an unwanted gaze. Luckily for Ileana, no tricky bystanders were roaming that deserted street. Suddenly she stopped. She could not believe she heard a voice in this godforsaken place. A female voice. It repeated more clearly and there could be no doubt: a woman was crying somewhere behind the parking lot's fence. Ileana stood for a moment hesitating. Her body was already exhausted, she was nearly falling down as she was walking. Out there stood the Perimeter guarding the city from its most dangerous area, and she only had one handgun on her while she knew that the whole units of armed troops had not come back from there. However, the cry repeated, now more muffled and indistinct. She had to help that woman. She was a police officer after all. Maybe it was just an average street thug. If so, she would deal with him in no time. Ileana made a deep breath and stepped inside the parking lot.

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