My family has been framed for some act of terrorism. I don't recall all the details of what we were framed for, but evidence had been planted and lied about to make it fall on us.
After learning of some of the details, and trying to clear it up with no success, my brother and I are walking to a jeep we're driving in the back of a filled gravel parking lot, when a cop starts following us. We both notice it, so we whisper a plan. My brother heads straight for the car, and I cut through some other vehicles to come out at slightly different angle. While I detour, I drop my phone, and use picking it up to grab gravel in the parking lot. I also find a large chunk of crumbling rock and put that in my left hand. When the cop pulls his sidearm and prepares to level it at my brother, I toss the gravel in quick succession, hitting him in the head to get him to change focus, but having them come down fast enough that he can't re-position or aim while I close the gap and knock him out with the rock chunk in my left hand. I disassemble the gun and we drive off.
We try to tell police about the frame up and first my dad goes but never returns. Next my brother goes to city hall and gets captured when trying to walk in, and is also held with no phone call. I notice both disappear when going to report, so I go to the hospital instead, trying out a different avenue of reporting it.
I'm on the 10th floor of a 15 floor hospital. It's weirdly shaped, with lots of roof patios and various connections to other buildings. I and someone else are meeting up with some people who can help as a side channel. Like justices or FBI or something, since I suspect the police are totally compromised.
The other person is a gymnastic woman who is very skilled at infiltration, like Parker from Leverage. She has just been zapped (and I mean, she stood in a large room with a few electrodes on her head, and a blue beam was sent from some machine into her eyes, and looked like a laser beam from a comic) with some sort of information database. Like Chuck and The Matrix uploads combined. She was able to do it because she didn't hold on to other memories like most people do, which causes the upload to be rejected. Her quote was that there were plenty of things she'd rather forget, which made her the perfect candidate. The people we're meeting with presumably help with this, and I think maybe we found they were here testing this and that's why we went to them.
We hear over some channel that the hospital is about to go into lockdown, and a description of me comes along with it. They don't name me, and it hasn't been announced over the intercoms, so only some people inside the hospital know. I start to leave and as I'm walking past the windowed exterior hall, the corrupt leader comes up side of building on a window washing lift with some armed guards. I confront him, but no one on the lift believes me. The windows are sealed and bulletproof, and he can't get in, and has to ride up to the roof. I walk away from window and have classic "you won't get away with it" speech and give him an obscene gesture.
At this point, I realize the floor below has an open air restaurant. I drop down to it, near a large umbrella because I don't want to use the stairs and assume the elevators are shut down or could lock me in. I wander around the small rectangular reflecting pool in the center, where lots of patrons are relaxing, mostly visitors but a few doctors. I pass a few tables with leftovers so I can grab a few ingredients to fake an illness. I pulled salt, Tabasco, and something else, so I put something in my eye to look bad, and swallowed a lot of salt and hot sauce to cause me to puke a reddish hue while also giving a dry mouth, so the symptoms would be sufficiently communicable looking to make them put patient care above the lockdown. I leave the cafe area and go to one of the nurse desks.
It's empty here, save one person working. I explain that I feel sick, and she can lock me in the room, but I need treatment. After getting the lab results back and verifying that I'm not contagious, she calls the hospital guards, and they plus the leader come in to get me. The room has a sensor on the door that says I haven't left, but when they open the door, I'm gone. On reviewing the cameras, they notice that I left a few minutes after she put me in there, but there's no signal indicating I left. They check the doorframe, and notice a bit of a plastic wrap for sanitized instruments at some foil over the sensor, which completed the circuit so I could open the door without triggering the alarm. The door should have been locked, but I also pocketed a plastic shim of some sort and managed to bump it in place so the lock didn't fully set when the nurse put it in. And reviewing the tape, the realize I picked them all up while I was stumbling around faking dizziness and bracing myself on tables and such.
I escape by going through one of the less monitored hallways connecting to another building. When leaving the room I was placed in, I grabbed an arm sling, bandages, and some sort of medical adhesive tape (it seemed more like electrical tape) and bandaged my right arm and put it in the sling, and taped my knuckles to make something like brass knuckles, but it acted more like a blackjack for knocking people out. Having a medical label and sling gave me enough distraction to get up to the one officer blocking the hall and knock him out by hitting his jaw with my taped fist. Then I discarded the gear once I was far enough away.
Parker-esque girl also escaped somehow, and now has there knowledge to prove how the corrupt leader is the culprit. I also had them take blood samples when checking me in the hospital before the corrupt guy figured it out, so he couldn't tamper with evidence, and it helps prove me innocent when he does tamper later and I can point back at this unedited sample, that the nurse can verify.
A week later, my family is together in our house, after having our names cleared but still recovering from the ordeal, and discussing just normal things about friends and computer options and such, enjoying that we're finally cleared.
[I'd totally watch this. It's like the fun parts of Bourne Identity and Leverage mixed together.]
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