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Latest Withmore Globe coverage.

EASTERN RED SECTOR ROCKED BY "DIY" GAS DISASTER

RESIDENTS URGED TO LEAVE PLUMBING TO PROFESSIONALS

Well. Where do I start with this one?

Late last night, an entire block of Eastern Red Sector went up, and I mean up, folks, I'm talking structural-integrity-is-now-a-memory up, after a resident, in his own apartment, attempted what WCS and TERRA investigators are calling "a catastrophic and frankly baffling attempt at unlicensed gas line modification" on his own gas main. His own. Not a shared line, not a building fault, a man, alone, with a wrench and apparently a grudge against WCS Certified Technicians, which, and I've said this before on this very desk, is exactly the kind of corner-cutting that gets towers vitrified.

I actually did my own kitchen wiring once. Different situation entirely. I had a permit.

The resulting blast tore straight through the man's own tower first, and I have to say, folks, there's a lesson in that, there's a real lesson in that, about the nature of consequence, bringing the entire structure down floor by floor. But it didn't stop there. The pressure wave and the resulting fires jumped straight to the neighboring complexes in the block, setting off a chain of secondary explosions across at least three more buildings before WCS and TERRA could even get units on scene. One gas line. One man. Half a block.

I sat with that for a while. In the studio. Alone, mostly, because Denise was on a break.

Preliminary numbers coming in from Withmore City Services are, frankly, staggering. Only four thousand two hundred sixty-four residents have made it through to the cloning vats, and look, that's the system working, that's what the vats are for, no need to panic, chin up, but I have to tell you, and this is the hard part of the job, the part they don't teach you in Gridworks orientation, that seventy-two thousand three hundred and ninty-nine residents are confirmed permanently killed. Gone. No clone. Across an entire block. That number may rise. It probably will. It's the kind of number you sit with.

Eyewitnesses describe a low hum, then what one survivor called "the whole east wall deciding it didn't want to be a wall anymore," followed by structural collapse across multiple towers, one after another, like, and I don't say this lightly, like dominoes, if the dominoes were people's homes. WCS and TERRA are on scene. Genetek has confirmed additional cloning units have been diverted to the area to handle processing volume, which, credit where it's due, is the kind of rapid corporate response that makes you proud to live under a dome. Speaking of domes, have you tried the new dome-roast blend down at Kro's? Not sponsored. I just like it. It's not even real, but if it was, you'd love it too. The power of the news!

WJF has confirmed the man responsible for the original gas line did not survive the initial blast, which investigators are calling, and I quote, "the only mercy in this entire situation." I'm inclined to agree, and I don't say that lightly either.

City Services reminds all residents: report gas irregularities to a licensed technician, not on your own initiative. Withmore City Services can be reached via Gridmail. Do not, and I want to be very clear about this, attempt to fix your own gas main because you watched a tutorial on the Grid. I watched a tutorial once. It was about sourdough. It went fine. This is not the same.

This has been Tom Morrisson, NLM Eyewitness Grid News.

Explosions Felt Domewide, 35,000 Feared Dead

Don't We Deserve To Know Why?

Something big has happened.

Most people felt it before they heard it, as a rumble rolled through the city earlier today. Not long after, the sound of multiple explosions echoed domewide. The exact location was hard to pin down, but officials later confirmed that the trouble was centered in Eastern Red Sector.

The city's population counter also changed in a fucking blink. Before the incident, the population reportedly stood around 101,707,000. Minutes after, it read a loss of over thirty-five thousand.

The WJF has urged citizens to remain calm.

"The situation is under control, and there is no need for alarm." stated Judge Steele over the SIC network. The WJF has ignored this reporter's request for further clarity or statement.

No need for alarm. Thirty-five thousand fucking lives. Imagine that for a moment.

The WCS has issued a more direct statement.

"Citizens are advised to avoid entering the Eastern Red Sector area. There have been reports of multiple explosions causing collapses, and we have lost signal in the local area. Emergency response teams have been dispatched to assist with quarantine and triage of damage."

Whatever has happened to cause this destruction, it was serious enough to knock out communications and send emergency crews rushing into the area.

People closer to the scene paint a fucked-up picture of what responders are facing.

One WCS worker stated, "There's hundreds of corpses, and I'm cleaning them up one vanfull at a time."

Many citizens of Central Red Sector have reached out to assist with the aftermath. Hundreds of bodies had been brought to the Sinn Street parking lot, and they are being sorted into piles for the cloneable and uncloneable as we all wait for Clone Angel assistance.

At the time of writing, officials have not released a cause for the events of today. There has been no confirmation that the incident was an attack, an accident, or the result of something else entirely. For now the only certainty is that emergency crews have been working for hours, and are likely to have a long night ahead as the rest of the city waits for answers.

Until more information becomes available, it would be wise to listen to Withmore City Services and stay clear of the East Red Sector.

This is a developing story.

We'll keep asking questions.

-N. Juliet Barclay, Globe Reporter

Hello, Withmore

Nepo Baby or Unbiased Reporter?

Hello, Withmore.

My name is N. Juliet Barclay, and I'm the newest reporter at The Globe.

Some of you have already asked me the same question. "Any relation to Rigby Barclay?"

Close enough.

I know that my last name comes with a hell of a lot of expectations. Rigby Barclay built a reputation by making a lot of people uncomfortable. Hell, almost everyone. And if that is what you are expecting from me, then shit, I hope I don't disappoint.

You've never heard of me until recently, but before I picked up an e-note I carried around a med kit and worked as an EMT and Paramedic.

And you know what? That means that even though I arrived here through a NeoTrans terminal and not the Omega Gate, I've still seen this fucking city at its worst. I've hauled people out of burning buildings and treated patients who were tortured so badly their insides became their outsides, and others whose gouged-out eyes and tongueless mouths were stitched shut with their OWN HAIR. I've waited for the WJF to secure a scene while someone fought to stay alive in the back of an ambulance.

You learn a lot by doing that job.

You learn that safe streets never stay quiet.

You learn that every WEEWOO of an ambulance has a story behind it.

And you learn that every broken fucking body got that way for a reason.

The problem is that EMTs don't really get to ask why. We keep people breathing, and then hand them over to the doctors. Then it is on to the next call. That started to bother me.

Why does shit happen? Who profits from it? Who keeps getting away with it?

Those questions picked at me until I traded my medbag for an e-note. And now I'm here at The Globe. And you've probably heard of me, and you've probably made your own assumptions by now.

So let me say that I'm not here to cheer for the WJF. But I'm not here to take shots at them either. I've seen judges walk into scenes that most assholes would run from. I've also learned that nobody should be above asking hard questions.

If the WJF does good work, you'll read about it.

If they make mistakes, you'll read about that too. And the same goes for corporations, gangs, CEOs, syndicate members, terrorists or anyone else who thinks they don't owe this city a really good fucking explanation.

If you've got a tip for me, I'll listen.

If you've got proof, thats even better.

If you've got a story that nobody else wants to touch then that is probably the story that I want to hear the most. Because Withmore is the kind of city that teaches you not to look away. I learned that in the back of an ambulance.

Now I'll be putting it in print.

See you around!

N. Juliet Barclay Reporter, The Globe

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