Camera Recording D.13C6F-78

[Start Recording]
[Body-mounted camera is heavily bobbing, panning over a
crowded street as the wearer attempts to squeeze through a large crowd. Wearer
appears to be last in line of a group of police officials.]
MIPD Sargeant: MIPD, move it!
[The man shoves a passerby aside, continuing down the
street. Wearer follows. Looking to the side for a moment, the man leading the
group tilts his head to speak into his radio.]
Sargeant: “Control, I need an update on the situation.”
Control: (Near intelligible) “Protestors-…..fire bo-… city hall-…”
Corporal: “…Shit. Double time.”
[The procession increases pace, continuing to shout their
prescence as the crowd grows larger. The crowd begins to turn on them]
Unidentified #1: “Traitors!”
Unidentifed #2: (Approaches wearer.) “You betrayed us, asshole!”
[Wearer says nothing, and continues walking, trying to catch up with the rest of the officers. The crowd begins to close in around them.]
Officer: (Possibly drawing baton) “Stand back!” 
Wearer: (Holds hands out.) “Easy Kowalski-“ 
[Camera suddenly jostles as the wearer is violently shoved,
falling to one knee.]
Unidentified #1: “We’re as good as glassed thanks to you!”
Unintendified #2: “You’ve killed us!”
[Any further dialogue is drowned out by the voice of the crowd. Thirteen seconds pass before a gun sounds off, the recording cut and spliced with another soon after.]
[View cuts to a few officers, including the wearer, running through an alleyway. Sirens are heard in the distance, and a heavy mist of smoke is seen throughout the air.]
Wearer: (Voice is interspersed with heavy breathing) “Respectfully sir what the… hell is going on?”
Sargeant: “City’s up in arms. Reports coming in by the second of rioting and razing around the city. And beyond. ”
Officer #1: “You think they’re going to call It in?”
Officer #2: “No way. Wilbauker wouldn’t stand for that.”
[The troupe rounds a corner onto a desolate street, the smoke getting thicker. Sirens grow in number and volume.]
Wearer: “Crisse… smoke’s getting thicker. Can’t breathe for shit.”
Officer #2: “We’re downwind of City Hall.” 
[A dull thudding sound can be heard in the distance.]
Officer #1: “The hell was that? Explosion?
Wearer: “Can’t be. It was… too prolonged for that.”
[Recording splices again, cutting to the inside of a police vehicle. Time has noticeably passed since last recording.]
[View outside of the windows is obscured due to the positioning of the camera. Fires are present along the
walls of the passing structure. Driver makes a hard left, revealing an injured officer in the backseat.]
Officer #1: “Fuck… shit… where did they get guns?!” (Officer clutches his arm, his arm shoddily bandaged with a t-shirt sleeve. Officer #2 tends to his wound.)
Sargeant: "I don't know, and it bo-"
[A loud shrieking noice is heard, and the camera tilts as the wearer attempts to locate the source of the noise.]
Officer #2: "The hell was that?"
Wearer: "...Skyhawks..."
[The interior of the police vehicle is silent, the distant sirens dimming one by one.]
Wearer: "It's the UNSC."
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