Longevity

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“Seriously? You’ll be incinerated,” the Fire Captain said.

Chris didn’t stop to reply, but he did squint at the flames licking at the Greater Potomac Reset Institute as he grabbed the firesuit from the supply van. It was a little after 10 PM and the fire was moments from turning the whole building into a gigantic red-orange lantern. Even he had some doubts that he could don the suit quickly enough to get into the clinic, do what he needed to do, and get out safely before it collapsed, but being who he was he kept an eye on the fire and called up half-forgotten dexterity. It had been over 5 years since the Allotment Riots when everyone in Enforcement was so practiced that they could get into a suit in 12 seconds flat or less, but he still found his fingers flying through the pattern of fasteners without conscious thought.

The Fire Captain, watching Chris work the suit fasteners, apparently decided on a more reasoned approach. “Look, ah… detective. It’s too late. Let it go, and the Arson Squad can figure it out later. What are you looking for, anyway? All the people were out before it started.”

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