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Out of Chars and Ashes - Music

 This is the playlist I had on repeat when running OUT OF CHARS AND ASHES . This is the playlist on Spotify , if you have it.  Kalinka (feat. Uzory) - Ural Cossacks Choir Ivan the Terrible: 19. The Dance of the Oprichniks - Sergei Prokofiev Ada - Tóti Guðnason Postscript - Prurient Jordanian Descent (Sharia Law) - Vatican Shadows Encryption Nets  - Vatican Shadows Voices Came Crackling Across a Motorola Hand-Held Radio - Vatican Shadows Miserere Op. 44:11. Miserere Nobis - Henryk Gorecki, Los Angeles Master Chorale Opium Hum - Coil Treetop Drive 1 - Deathprod Brother Number One - The Great Vorelli Decode - Paramore (as a little treat, for the epilogue). 

Out of Chars and Ashes Part Three

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USER A-CELL, WELCOME TO FILE VIEWER 3.2 >Load 064123.adv -PGPY LOADING FILE 064123.ADV-PGPY FILE 064123.ADV REFS 3426.REP LOAD ALSO (Y/N) >y -pgp LOADING REF FILE 3274.REP -PGPY // AFTER ACTION REPORT // OPERATION PLATEBREAKER TO: ALPHONSE. FROM: I-CELL // BEGIN MESSAGE // Two vehicles leave D.C. and head towards New York City. I-Cell drives a white panel van, in the back are the Black Icons in their wooden crate. In the car behind them, three of the Ukrainian hitmen sent by the Propavsheye. It's a tense few hours on the road, I-Cell suspects the Skoptsi might play dirty and try to ambush them on the road. Their fears are never realized, before long they're crossing the Holland Tunnel into Manhattan. They pulled into the employee carpark under the Teese Building and backed up their van to the loading bay, where two Club Apocalypse security guards awaited them. The Icons were loaded onto a dolley and wheeled to the Green Bar, empty save for a few the Agents assumed to be L...

Out of Chars and Ashes Part Two

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USER A-CELL, WELCOME TO FILE VIEWER 3.2 >Load 064123.adv -PGPY LOADING FILE 064123.ADV-PGPY FILE 064123.ADV REFS 3426.REP LOAD ALSO (Y/N) >y -pgp LOADING REF FILE 3274.REP -PGPY // AFTER ACTION REPORT // OPERATION PLATEBREAKER TO: ALPHONSE. FROM: I-CELL // BEGIN MESSAGE // A night in holding and prolonged questioning by FBI Counterintelligence. Sitting alone, wondering "is this it", IRENA had a visitor. Down the hall he could hear him, marching steadily towards her cell, spouting obscenities. Agent IAGO entered. "Get up, we're leaving". As IRENA stood, two FBI agents followed behind IAGO. "You" IAGO barked at one of them, "My patience is running thin with you two inbreds, where the fuck is Ed Collins?". The agents balk at IAGO, who they call "Mr. Donoghue". IRENA gathers that IAGO's bureaucratic weight is heavy enough that he's able to have her sprung, citing that her work was on a Treasury Department-organized task fo...