After talking with his friend Joe, Harry drove to his apartment. Along the way, he met Sunny.

Harry: *stops car*
Sunny: Hello.
Harry: Hello.
Sunny: I was going to get some groceries for us. If you give me your room key, I can get the mail for you when I come back.
Harry: Sure. *Gives Sunny the room key*
Sunny: Thank you.
Harry: *Drives into parking garage, then slowly parks his car, and walks out*

At first, it seemed like he was the only pony in the parking garage, but then...

Max: We're onto you Harry.
Harry: *Looks at Max*
Rick & John: *With Max on their motorcycles*
Max: We don't like anypony knowing what we're up to.
Harry: You were the ones that killed a dozen of ponies this week. What are you going to do next week?
John: Kill a dozen more.
Max: Everypony will think of us as heroes.
Harry: Is that all you care about? Being heroes?
Rick: All of our heroes are dead. We're the first generation of a new kind of hero. One that so many ponies will want to be, that it will never die. Now either you're with us, or against us.
Harry: *Staring at three ponies* I believe you have misjudged me.
Max: *Rides motorcycle away from Harry*
Rick & John: *Following Max on their motorcycles*

As soon as they were gone, Harry walked to his apartment.

Harry: *Goes into apartment, then goes to mailbox, and looks inside*

He saw something that looked like, oh, I don't know, A BOMB!!

Harry: *Runs upstairs to his apartment*

He was looking for a screwdriver, and he found one on top of the dresser, he took it, and went back downstairs.

Harry: *Looking at mailbox*
Sunny: *Walks in, and is about to open the mailbox*
Harry: No!! *Runs to mailbox* DON'T!! *Pushes Sunny away*
Sunny: Harry!! What are you doing?
Harry: *Unscrewing a screw from the mailbox door*
Landlord: *Walks down* What's going on? What are you doing?
Harry: What's it look like I'm doing?
Landlord: Did you forget your key?
Harry: Why don't you go mind your business? *Takes out screw, and starts unscrewing another screw*
Landlord: Hey, that's my mailbox too, don't get smart with me!
Harry: *Takes out another screw, and starts unscrewing a third screw*
Landlord: Tampering with the mailbox is a federal offense. I'm calling the police!
Harry: I am the police. *Takes out third screw, and starts unscrewing the final screw*
Landlord: Oh. You're that cop that lives upstairs?
Harry: Yes I am. *Takes out final screw*

Slowly, he moved the door off of the mailbox, and there attached to the other side of the door was a bomb. It was set to only go off when the door was opened.

Harry: *turns off bomb*
Sunny: *sees a bomb*
Landlord: *Sees bomb* ... a bomb?!!?
Harry: Yes, and if we kept sitting here talking, we'd be in the ceiling by now. Here, would you like to hold it?
Landlord: No, no, no. I don't want any trouble. *Runs away*
Harry: Sunny, get back to your apartment, and don't let anypony in. Is that clear?
Sunny: Yes. *Runs to her apartment room*
Harry: *Goes to his apartment room*

When Harry got to his room, he tried to call Joe. However, he would not answer the phone.

Joe was walking towards his apartment, carrying groceries. He heard the phone ringing, but didn't bother to pick it up.

Harry: *Tries to call Joe again*
Joe: *Eating celery from grocery bag*
Harry: Joe's not picking up. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I have to call Briggs.
Joe: *Opens mailbox*

Suddenly, an explosion occurred. There was another bomb in Joe's mailbox.

Harry: *Calling Lieutenant Briggs*
Briggs: *In his office, picking up phone* Hello?
Harry: Briggs, it's Harry. I just found a bomb in my mailbox. Get somepony over at Early Joe's place.
Briggs: What?
Harry: I got a bomb, get somepony at Early's quickly!
Briggs: Alright. I'm coming over to your apartment. Stay there. *Hangs up*
Harry: *Puts phone away, then grabs his gun*

He did what Lieutenant Briggs told him to do, and waited there. Just in case someone tried to kill him, he had his gun ready.

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