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She followed the stranger out of the cell, keeping her attention on both where she was walking and the map displayed in front of her. It was better this way, since they would be able to navigate far easier, and it’d show their proximity to any guards they happened to run into. Easiest for them to avoid conflict. Well, she hoped they wouldn’t have to fight at all. She wasn’t a strain or anything, so the most she could do here in this strange virtual world was…her hacking skills.
But perhaps if push came to shove she’d be able to create some sort of block to protect them, perhaps a wall between them and anyone who came at them? But coding something like that would definitely take time, and she wasn’t sure if she’d have enough time for something like that. She’d keep it on the back burner at least. It didn’t hurt to have contingency plans.
Still…she was surprised at just how quiet it was. Even though she was trying to make as little noise as possible, the fact it was so silent felt…unnatural. The map didn’t display anything unusual, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t be walking right into a trap.
“It’s…a lot quieter than I expected,” she murmured, barely above a whisper as they ascended the steps. Then again, they were the only ones here. Had they given them lax security or something..?
Falco didn’t answer the girl’s observations, being able to see that himself. Plus, a response only made more noise in the uncanny silence, and he didn’t want to risk that. As he reached the top step, he peered around the corner of the stairwell. Nothing to the left. The right was the same.
The sound of a door opening in the distance, followed by the sounds of two, three sets of footsteps and a noise like something being dragged across the floor, caused Falco to duck back into the stairwell. “Shit,” he hissed under his breath.
“Doesn’t sound like a shift change to me. They got a body with them, so they’re probably occupied.” Falco cocked his gun in preparation. “Could take ‘em down while they’re distracted...” He was mostly thinking aloud, and his confidence in his ability showed through his tone of voice. “I don’t want to let them roam around while I’m trying to get out of here.”


















