She's in Dallas. It's a Dallas with trees and green and a shining sun that she's never seen before (it's a Dallas like Asheville, 2010) and she's walking along the quiet, empty-where-are-all-the-people street. She's wearing: combat boots, flightsuit, her hair in its ponytail.
She's not wearing: any weapons.
Hey, GM.Trudy pauses, turns, scans the
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