The tunnel widens into a junction of rusted pipes and stuttering fluorescents. Ahead, a heavy-coated man stands half-buried in shadow, keys clenched so hard they rattle.
The Contact
You are late. If they heard that wall open, we do not have much time.
He flinches at a hiss from the ceiling vents, then thrusts the keys toward Sally without stepping closer. Devlan and Doctor Aris Thorne hang back in the tunnel mouth, ready but wary.
The Contact
I can get you past the next lock. But once I do, I want off this floor. No questions, no names.
A sharp metallic clack cuts through the junction. The Contact jerks toward the sound, and a second figure drops from the shadowed catwalk above, landing light and hostile.
The Gray-Coat Pursuer
Step away from him, Sally. Hand over the keys, and maybe this stays clean.
✓ Quest Accepted
Secure the exit route
“I raise my hand and shoot the pursuer with my energy blast giving everyone an opening to run.”
SUCCESS (Good Energy Manipulation, rolled +1)
Sally snaps a hand up and a hard white blast cracks across the junction. The gray coat slams backward off the catwalk edge, sparks tearing from the rail as he loses balance.
The Gray-Coat Pursuer
Move!
The impact shoves the fight open. The Contact recoils from the flash, keys still clenched, while Devlan surges forward from the tunnel mouth.
Doctor Aris Thorne flinches at the flare, then stares toward the dark side passage as if measuring his chance. Steam hisses low along the wet concrete.
The Contact
Go, now. The lock is through there, but only if we do not stop.
Above them, the catwalk rattles from the blast. The pursuer scrambles for footing, blocked for the moment, and the only clear route runs deeper into the service junction.
Quest Complete
Secure the exit route