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{\Large A Runner's Diary\\
\large by Kevin Iga}
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This is a diary of what happened to me, written just 'cuz it might
amuse a GM or something.  Besides, I had psyched myself to be awake
until 8 am, and here it is, 8 am, and there's too much adrenalin in
my system for me to go to sleep.  Well, here it goes:

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\item[8:15pm] The hunters leave.  We were thinking of leaving in a
non-standard door, but Derek wouldn't let us.  Boo, hiss.  We leave
one at a time, but agree to meet on the 1st floor lobby of the student
center.  We then went together to lobby 7 and wandered around a bit
deciding on strategy.  Someone (James Quirk?  I don't remember)
suggested that we take this time to look for stashes.  In the search,
we decided to split up in teams of two, depending on who would be
on the hour, and on the half-hour.  That way, each group could remain hidden
for a whole hour.  We also split up to find the stashes, and we
decided to meet in lobby 7 to make our first phone calls.  I didn't
find any stashes.  To the best of my knowledge, neither did anyone
else.

\item[8:45] I stash my army jacket outside building 2 and take out my
cap, so that I was wearing a cap that wasn't noticed when I was
introduced, and was furthermore wearing completely gray, which was not
how I was introduced, and would be better for hiding in the institute.

\item[8:50] As I walk into lobby 7 I realize I don't have the phone
numbers to call.  I go to the 3rd floor of the student center to get
them from Derek.  He says to hurry.  I still have 7 minutes.  And I'm
going to lobby 7.  Hurry.  Right.

\item[8:55] We all call in together from lobby 7.  We split into our
two groups.

\item[9:00] As we enter building 12, Jon Mon decides to put on his
makeup and disguise.  He realizes he left it in lobby 7.  Eit.

\item[9:02-ish] We go to building 20, and hide in Jon Mon's suggested
spot.  No activity of note.  We plot and scheme.

\item[9:25] We call in from 20B, ground floor (floor 0).  Dave Cho at
the other end is confused about the numbering.  He wants a room
number.  There isn't a room nearby; we're in a lobby.  We are, however
in 20B, and on floor 0, and there was a 20B-040 somewhere.  We say
that.

\item[9:26] We run in the building and leave, in an exposed area in
front of building 66.  We go down Ames St. and hide in the bushes.

\item[9:45] I convince Jon Mon that we'd be less prone if we were in
an area that wasn't a long corridor with two exits.  So we go past the
EC tennis courts.  Very risky.  But when we get by building 2, I get
my green jacket that I stashed, and we hide there.  We plot and
scheme.  Hunters walk by and don't see us.

\item[10:25] We dash into building 14 outside Hayden.  We use the pay
phones to call in.  We dash back out by the bushes and crawl by 2-190.
We're seen by NPCs.  One asks what we're doing.  We say we're playing
a game.

\item[10:27] We go into Killian Court and try to get into building 4.  The
door's locked.  The window's slightly ajar, and we open it just enough
for me to get in, but not enough for Jon Mon.  I open the door for Jon
Mon from the inside.  We run to the 4th floor of building 4, and go to
building 10.  We were going to hide in the stairwell of building 13,
but I needed to call the GMs about the NPCs who saw us.  So we go up
to Barker instead.

\item[10:33] We take a drink in front of Barker.  I try to call the
GMs about the NPCs but they don't answer.  Oh well.  We hide near the
library because it seems like a good idea at the time.  We also have
cover, over a stairwell that doesn't have cover.

\item[11:25] We call from the front of Barker.  We go down to the 1st
floor in order to get to building 12.  It's a risk going across, but
we're still smug.  We go to building 24 and cross to 34 on the 3rd
floor.  We take the stairs to 34-101 and hide.

\item[12:22] We search 34-101 for the stash unsucessfully and wait
until 12:25.

\item[12:25] We go to call from the first floor of 38.  We run back to
34-101 and exit.

\item[12:28] We go to building 20 again.  Jon Mon wants to go to the
bathroom.  We go to a bathroom.

\item[12:35] We exit as before, but on heading east in back of 66 we
see someone.  We don't know if it's an NPC or a hunter but we don't
take a chance, and we head back through the glass doors to the other
side.  I see Dan Glass and Fes-Mike Moore and try to tell Jon Mon but I'm
too busy running.  Jon Mon shouts and starts running a short while
later.  We bump into some NPCs. Oops.  I dash down and turn by the
swimming pool toward building 20, and Jon Mon goes into Building 56.
I escape without anyone chasing me, into building 20, and recuperate
for a short while.

\item[12:45] I then go to the bushes behind EC.  I see JonMon.  He
tells me what happened.  Apparently, he held the door to building 56,
and Dan Glass couldn't open it.  Fes-Mike started to go around to
another door, so Jon Mon let go of the door, and dashed up the stairs.
In a fight with Dan, Jon won.  Jon added that he was so tired that if
the person hopping over the bushes (me) had been a hunter, he would
have let himself get killed.

\item[Back to the story] We see Adam, Cael, and someone else walking
by us.  They don't notice, or at least, they don't shoot us.

\item[1:15] We start moving toward Walcott.

\item[1:25] We call from the phone across Walcott.  I see Jeff Baker.
He sees me.  He sees Jon Mon.  He doesn't chase us.  I feel lucky.  We
dash behind the EC tennis courts.  Jeff is still watching us.  I try
to tell Jon Mon but he isn't listening.

\item[shortly afterward] We see a bunch of hunters ahead of us,
including Cael and Adam.  As they are going in the same direction,
they don't see us yet.  We dash into Walker.  Jon runs down the stairs
and I follow.  He is brutally slain by a barrage of discs, shot by
Derek.  I flee for my life.

I then exit Walker and I see Adam.  He's not looking at me, but I hide
behind a pillar anyway.  I then jump into the bushes.  Adam told me
after the game that he saw something out of the side of his eye, but
that it was gray, and he thought I was wearing dark clothing.  He
turned and saw a pillar, so he decided to ignore it.

I hide for a long time in the bushes, watching about 6 or 7 hunters go
back and forth, presumably to the control center and back to Walker.
Apparently they had set up a headquarters in Walker or something.

\item[2:00]  I start moving north, gradually.  I blend best with the
underside of the gray staircase.

\item[2:15] I get the chutzpah to run madly out in the middle of the
open area in front of the great sail, because I was otherwise trapped
and because I didn't see anyone.  I planned to go through 16, and lose
people in the stairwells somewhere while I go to 36.  But unluckily, I
see hunters walk by 56, and they see me.  I run.  I dash into the
glass corridor by buiding 14, and run out the other side, and jump
into the bushes.  People follow, but don't realize I'm in the bushes.
Later, I hear, ``There he is! Shoot him!''  It's too far away to alarm
me, though.  Funny, but I was just feeling like Jon Mon not too long
ago, that is, that if they found me, I'd give up.  Not that I had
anywhere to run.  I wait.  The voices die away.

\item[2:20] I dash into 2, and into 4.  There's someone lying on the
bench and I can only see his feet.  I decide not to take my chances
and go to the building 2 stairway.  After I walk by the athena cluster
on the second floor, Scott Centurino walks out.  He stares for a bit,
and I look back.  He then realizes that, despite the cap and the
change of clothing, that I am really Kevin.  He makes some exclamation
of that sort, and I sprint to building 26 and go down a floor.  I
don't hear them chasing me, and I heard a gun drop.  I assume Scott
had to pick up his gun.  I'm told later that Jeremy dropped his patrol
gun and temporarily abandoned it.  I go into a classroom and catch my
breath.  I go to the end of 36 and go to building 20, my old friend.

\item[2:35] I try calling Running Man Central, at the last moment.
Oops. I dialed 33114 instead of 253-3114 from the payphone.  Grrr...
I dial 253-3114.  A message that that cannot be dialed.  Huh?  Oh
well.  I search my pockets for another number.  In the meantime, I
dial 253-8819.  I see the paper.  I hang up and dial 253-8816.  That
works.  But I'm a minute late.  Oh well.  I did try.  And the GM said
I might be the only one left alive.  Great.  "Jon Mon's dead." "I
know." "And Steven Reinhart is waiting on a ruling.  So you may be the
only one left alive." "What about James?" "Oh, he died early on."  The
GM tells me the buildings of 2 stashes.  I don't really care.  I won't
take anything from the stash anyway, since I'm not good with a disc
gun, I don't need another patrol gun, and given that I'm the only one
alive, if I can be shot, I'll probably be toast.  So I won't need the
cure-all.

\item[2:37] I'm tired and thirsty.  I go against all I believe about
these things and I buy a juice from the machine.  I go to my hiding
place and drink the juice.  I'm so close to the phone, but I hope
people won't think I stay around it.  Besides which, I'm fairly
well-hidden.

\item[3:25] I go along a strange route to 36, and go to the 4th floor.
I call in from the phones on building 34, and the connection is weak.
After a bit of agony, I get my location through.

\item[3:28] I dash down the 38 stairs, and go west on Vassar.  I see
hunters to the south, and they start chasing me.  I go to building 38
and dash behind the bushes.  They start searching for me.

\item[3:30] Someone says, ``Hey, check the bushes, too''.  Scott does,
and finds me, and shoots me.  I'm told later that they were stalking
locations I could go, given my call-ins at EC and 20.  Jeremy saw a
flicker on the 4th floor of 34, and mentioned it to Jeff, who decided
to pursue it.  My passing to the north of them at the right moment was
a matter of luck.  Oh well.  That's what most of the game was, anyway.
If anything, luck worked for me more often than not.

I still have to let the adrenalin drain down.  I think I'm getting
tired now.  It's 11:20am.  Good night.

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