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November 2, 8:00 PM; Hanover Second National Bank All seemed quiet on the streets of North Freedom. Most businesses had closed hours ago, and the few that had remained open after sunset were beginning to lock their doors and count their registers. Pax flew high overhead, relishing the crisp night air upon his face as he made a quick circuit of Freedom City. It was like nothing he had ever seen, and so very far removed from the landscape of his native Hawaii. Man, this is awesome! His quiet contemplation of the cities wonder's were interrupted by a loud crash below. Halting his flight, he looked down upon the streets and saw the source of the commotion: half a dozen humanoid robots had crashed through the double doors of Hanover Second National! Uhh, I didn't see them a second ago... weird. Pax felt something uneasy in the pit of his stomach, something he hadn't felt since his mother took him rock-diving for the first time. He was nervous, maybe even a little scared. Never-the-less, he descended upon the crowd of robots ready for anything.