It was a battle nobody wanted to fight, they just wanted to get out of there. Get to safety. This was as true for Safe and his crew, as it was for Amy, Versa and Needy – though for some reason Flechette seemed eager to do some killin’.

Amy was one who would have backed Needy if he had decided not to follow the gunfire, but when she thought about the others, she realised that if she was caught up in a firefight, she’d need all the help she could get.

Unfortunately, she now had found herself in that firefight out of her own volition. True, she wasn’t actually doing any shooting, not at the minute at least, but she was hardly free from the action.

She and Versa had been told to run to an upper room in the building, and seek out a location from where they could get a good view of the fight. That they had done on orders, and now as Needy had given them further orders to make for the exit, they were going to do that too. But still, something didn’t seem right.

Amy kept telling herself that she didn’t want to be involved, but at the same time, she felt like she wasn’t doing a thing to help

The sound of more gunfire erupting confirmed to Amy that Needy and Flechette had now joined the fight, doing all that they could to help. As she ran alongside Versa, down the dirty stairs to the front entrance of the building, she couldn’t shake the feeling that she was being a coward. Fleeing when she should be fighting. She could be hel…

Suddenly, a crackle on the communicator interrupts her thoughts. There is no voice, but the sound of interference, as if the device had been damaged somehow whilst still being able to transmit

Amy stops running and pauses to listen out for a word, a command, anything.

At this point, Versa, hearing that she was running alone, stops and turns to face her peer, mere feet away from the door they had been sent to.

Hesitating for a moment, Amy grabs hold of the comm. and speaks in to it, “Needy… are you there”

Nothing.

The silence seems to last forever and wh