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Glossary: Drokely- An island nation in the middle of North America, South America and Europe

2. Bottleright- BottleNeck’s secret society of goons

10 Years Ago: Drokely is a superpower, which is on the brink of civil war:

Drokely, Decmber 24th:

"Sir, operation Boom is ready. All you have to do is press a button." Said the BottleRight General.

"Perfect. Drokely will be a pool of blood after tonight...." Said BottleNeck

Another 10 Years Ago:

"May is missing. He's never been late to a day of work." Said the boss of Corpus INC. "I'm gonna call him."

"C'mon, give him a break, he's working his mind off 26 hours a day." Said Wolfry, May's friend

"Shut up, or you'll be getting 1 cent per hour! You’re not paid to school me.”

RING.....

"The person you are calling is not answering. Please try again later"

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"Damnit..... Has he also gone missing like so many other people in Drokely?"

Just then, May busted through the door, saying "Sorry i'm late, boss. It won't happen again I promise you. I... don't know what happened. Last night I went to bed, but woke up in a lab with someone wearing a mask that looked like a bottle-"

"Shut up and get to work if you want those 6 cents an hour." Said the boss

"AND DON'T BE LATE AGAIN!"

This was not unusual. Many people had reported similar incidents. And May's would be far from the last. BottleNeck had been surgically implanting explosive alcoholic bottles inside of people. Small size, big blast. They were located in places where no one would ever find them. All that had to be done was press a button and blow the victims up, along with anyone nearby. As stupid as it sounds, it worked:

10 Years Later:

"Now all that's left is to press this button..." Said BottleNeck.

2pm, December 24th 2022:

*CLICK*

In that very moment, a decade of work unfolded before BottleNeck and Bottleright’s eyes. With explosions so big and in such disasterous quantities all at once, Drokely became a bloodbath in no time. Innocent civillians, government officials and healthcare workers died and took everyone around them with them.

PRESENT DAY....

"The equipment you requested is ready, Wolfry..... Are you 100% sure you want to do this?" asked Vincent, Wolfry's equipment designer.

"Yes, Vincent. I've seen what it's like out there. The world is run by criminals, mob bosses and gangs. It's so much worse than what you could imagine. Skyscrapers on fire, smoke in the air, people shooting like there's no tomorrow, raids on bunkers, well that one is just speculation, but all signs point to it being possible. Someone has to do something about it! I'm ready to get out of this bunker and help get rid of the degenerates outside." said Wolfry

Vincent sighed

"I've given you a comms system to communicate back to the bunker. Listen, please don't get yourself killed. You need to pay me, remember?"

"Don't worry, I won't. I mean, I will pay you, but I won't get myself killed."

"Goodbye everyone, see you in a few days." said Wolfry