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[JordanRudess]

Isaac returned bursts of fire, but it was immediately obvious that he stood no chance against his better armored and equipped rival. And then he heard the sirens.

"Fantastic. How the hell did they get here so fast?" he asked himself. "Unless.. this whole thing was a fecking setup... and then... by god.." The implications swirled in Isaac's head as he thought about it. He had one chance to make a clean escape. He'd make it count either way.

Reaching deep into a pocked, he pulled out a small explosive from his pocket. He pulled the pin and lobbed it. Of course, it hit the water and sank.

Four seconds later, a massive cloud of superheated water vapor rose around his rival's ship. The dense fumes (hopefully after peeling his skin off) quickly began to condense into a thick fog, which spread in all directions. Soon, Isaac could not see a thing. His only response, the only response possible, was to pick a directions based upon the last known positions of his attackers, and gun it.

Unable to see more than a few meters ahead of him, he could do nothing to stop his boat as it crashed headlong into a Police boat. Isaac's old boat's hull split wide. He took a mouthful of water, and began desperately treading. His artificial fog quickly began to burn off, with no self renewing supply of power. A few seconds, and he would be dead. The cops would have him. A life of hard labor... He continued to sputter water for a few seconds, before a spotlight hit him full in the face.

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