The sound of sirens was a dull throb in the distance, a common refrain in Steelhaven. Jayne and Kai moved fast through the maze of abandoned industrial tunnels, the smell of burnt plastic and acrid smoke clinging to their clothes. Jayne was hopping, favoring her bad ankle. The silence between them was heavier than the darkness. They reached a secluded access hatch leading down to a hidden maintenance crawlspace—a safe zone in Rusty's network. Kai dropped down first. Jayne fol

The rusted sign of "Rusty's Repairs" creaked in the perpetual wind that clawed at the skeletal remains of Steelhaven. Rain, a grimy, oily film, slicked the cracked pavement, reflecting the dying embers of a thousand dying dreams. Jayne, bundled in a threadbare cloak, hugged the shadows across the street from the massive obsidian tower of Harbinger Corp. She wasn't here for justice. Justice was a rusted relic in Steelhaven, as forgotten as the stars that were choked out by the