Dust particles drift lazily through the air, distant drops of water striking cement. My footsteps echo loudly over the curved walls, further emphasizing the suffocating silence. "There's something down this way," calls an echoed whisper, causing me to freeze as my pulse quickens. A cone of light ignites in a bend further ahead, heavy footfalls growing louder; i quickly press myself against the cold wall, bending my back to contour the curving wall. My skin crawls and i shut my eyes, two sets of heavy boots passing by. Pushing off of the wall, i open my eyes and shudder again, facing two large figures trudging down the dark tunnel, one after the other. With a flick of my left wrist, a small needle rockets forward, embedding itself in the closest figure's neck, toppling them to the ground with a grunt. The first turns around with a yelp, raising a blinding light to my eyes. I growl and lunge forward, crying out when a blunt object connects with my right temple. "You disgusting freak!" shouts a deep voice, the object striking my temple again. A slight prick under my tongue and a little pressure, a thin stream of luminescent blue liquid bursts out of my mouth, past the light. "What the hell!" he shouts, dropping the flashlight to the concrete and reeling. The liquid glows brighter as it eats away at the plastic visor attached to his visor; with another flick, a second needle drives itself into his throat. Grasping at his neck, he coughs and sputters before falling back with a thud. My head throbbing, I take to stripping the men of their protective equipment: two thick black vests, two pistols with an extra magazine for each, and a single salvageable helmet. After wrapping my haul in the first man's shirt, I walk away with the bundle in my arms, muttering "That hurt, douche."
Backtracking through the tunnels, the walls widen into a large chamber, two raised concrete platforms on either side of the lower path. Several people populate either platform, chatting quietly amongst themselves. A dark woman turns when she spots me and grins, leaving her conversation to drop down to the path. "Hunter," she breathes, wrapping her arms around my neck. "Hey, Scale, I brought you something." She pulls away, regarding the bundle tucked under my left arm. "Seekers? None have come around in two months."