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[The morning starts as...most mornings do. Quiet, calm. In space. Next to a jail.
That, however, changes when screams start to emanate from the entrance.]
RUN RUUUUN!!
AAAAAAAH!!
[Soon enough, droves of people are streaming out of the jail, panicking and screaming and in some cases fainting. They start jamming towards the station in a near-stampede, screeching.]
LOOSE! THEY'RE LOOSE!!
THE ANIMALS HAVE ESCAPED THE PEN!!
[...Oh dear.
Help?]
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