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handler the Fair, clad in a Mk II Fackelträger suit, was peeking around a hallway from the corner of a wall. He carefully searched for any patrolling sentries in the vicinity. Inside a section of sewer tunnels underneath a street in Oakland, California, things can be very unpleasant, regardless if he and his Kameraden were detected by either enemy sentries or even the unsuspecting sewer maintenance worker on the occasional night shift. When it seemed that everything seemed safe for both himself and the others he was with at the time, he told the others what he had seen. “There’s nothing here,” whispered Chandler, “Let’s get a move on.”…