"Where do you think Lamb is anyway?"

Landon shrugged. "I don't know..."

Antony grabbed him, forcing him to a halt. "You send us out to kill Lamb and you don't even know where she is!"

"That doesn't matter now. We're going to Fontaine Futuristics to try to find Mark's daughter."

"What?"

He shifted his weight from one foot to the other. "When the Little Sisters are gathering ADAM they travel all around the city, it's impossible to track a certain one. But I figure there has to be a place where they keep the sisters when they aren't gathering ADAM and Fontaine Futuristics is our best bet."

Antony let go of him. "And with any luck Lamb will be there too."

"That's the idea."

Jimmy pushed past them. "Then let's go to the station."

The six of them stepped onto the train, and Brendan started it up. "We should be there in about fifteen minutes. If we don't run into trouble."

"You heard him, fifteen minutes to prepare. Use it wisely."

The train took off with a jerk and they all began to steel themselves for the fight ahead...

Jimmy fell asleep immediately, and Walter just stared out the window. Antony was working on something, Landon couldn't see what but small sparks flew by every once in a while. Brendan pulled a sketchbook from his bag and started to scribble. Brendan was a great artist, but for some reason gave it up to be a mechanic. But his most prized possession now was a small portrait of a pretty young woman. On the back was taped in small handwriting 'Holly Shore' Landon figured it must have been an old girlfriend. Then there was Mark, who was staring off into place... his leg bouncing up and down. He was scared... scared for his little girl...

"Where are you from Mark?"

Mark looked up. "Uh, New York..."

Landon stopped... he didn't know what New York was... Mark sensed this.

"It's a city in the US."

Walter chimed in. "You've come a long way then."

"Yes... I have..."

The train car felt heavy with their troubles. Landon could feel the weight of all that had happened in the past 24 hours...

Their home was gone...

Their friends were gone...

Jennifer was...

Landon had always kept hoping she would pull threw. He kept praying she would somehow wake up... stroll in and light one of her god awful cigarettes. She was the one that gave him hope. Now he had none. This city had taken that from him.

Andrew Ryan... Fontaine... Sofia Lamb... in the end they're the same...

He would never forgive them...

Landon woke up to the train jerking, and fell to the ground. The train was squeaking, and shuttering, trying to move forward, but something strong was holding it back

"What's going on!"

Antony grabbed him helping him get his footing. "Something's attacking the train!"

"What is it?"

"I don't know...! It was moving too fast!"

Out of the window Landon saw a black figure glide through the water, then after a few moments of silence he heard banging on the ceiling leaving bents in the top.

"What the hell is it!"

Then everything was quiet again... until a black figure smashed into the glass at the controls of the train.

"SHIT! It's a Big Sister!"

"She's trying to break in!"

The Big Sister punched the glass again, and again water was spraying into the train.

"...Hello? Can anyone here me? Hello?" A voice over the radio!

"Hello!"

"You're in the train aren't you?"

"Yes!"

"Get into the back of the train and seal the doors, quickly now!"

For a moment they didn't know what to do.

"You heard him!"

They all ran back into the passenger car, and closed the door. Brendan started sealing it with his blow torch.

"Hang on!"

A few moments later the entire train car shook. Throwing all it's passengers back, and then it lurched forward, gaining speed.

"We're going too fast!" Mark shouted.

Jimmy fell back against the doors. "Jesus Christ... do you feel that? The train's coming loose! We're gonna fall off the track!"

Landon screamed. "Just hold on! Hold on!"

Landon couldn't see outside, he could only pray. He could feel the train coming loose shifting from one side to the other. All they could do was hold on for dear life.

After a few seconds Landon felt the train come loose from the rail above and start to fall.

He flew forward as the train started to flip, and was knocked unconscious when it crashed so suddenly.

"Landon...?"

"I think he's coming around..."

When Landon opened his eyes he saw his friends standing above him, but they weren't in the train anymore, they were in the station. He sat up and saw the train flung off the track, crashed into a wall. It had lasted just long enough to get them to safety. He fell back and let out a sigh of relief.

Walter was examining him. "You hit your head pretty bad. Do you think you can stand?"

He touched his forehead, and pulled himself up. "Yeah... I'm good..."

Landon saw an man walking up to the group. "Who's he?"

Jimmy placed a hand on Landon's shoulder. "He's the guy who saved us from the Big Sister."

"Yes, my name is Elliot Bastone. It's a pleasure."

Landon shook his hand. "Yeah, thanks for the help."

"Of course."

Landon looked around. "Where are we?"

"Fontaine Futuristics."

Landon nodded. "Then we've made it."

Mr. Bastone nodded. "Might I ask why you came?"

"We're looking for the Little Sisters... and Sofia Lamb."

Mr. Bastone seemed uncomfortable. "Ah, yes."

"Do you know where they are?"

He looked away. "Well... yes and no..."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Mark asked, irritated.

"Well I know where... but not exactly..."

Mark kept pushing. "And where are they!"

"They're... underneath Fontaine Futuristics... in a holding facility called 'Persephone'..."

Mark grabbed him. "How do we get there?"

He looked away. "From here... I don't know... the old way was destroyed. And the only other access I know of is only available to Big Daddies..."

Mark pushed him away. "Dammit!"

"But I know one man who might know a way in!"

"Who?"

"It's... former owner Augustus Sinclair..."

Jimmy groaned. "And how are we supposed to find him!"

"I've heard he's held up at Ryan Amusements."

Landon shivered. He had been there before when he was a kid. He saw it with his mom and dad, and when he saw the hand rip open the top of the man's house he'd gotten so scared he's jumped off the ride to hide. All the other kids made fun of him, but he remembered his mom hugging him. They bought him some ice cream to make him feel better.

"So how do we contact Sinclair?"

Mr. Bastone motioned to the security booth. "Follow me."

They went in with him and Mr. Bastone started punching in something into the control panel.

Mark was on edge, Landon patted his back. "You okay?"

Mark shook his head. "We're so close to Cindy... but I... I feel so powerless..."

"We'll get her Mark. And we'll get her home. I promise."

Mark nodded. Not seeming so reassured.

Mr. Bastone turned to Landon. "Alright, you should be able to get through."

Landon spoke into the control panel. "Hello? Mr. Sinclair? Can you hear me?"

At first there was nothing. "This is Sinclair, and who is this?"

"My name is Landon Barker, sir, I need your help to get into... 'Persephone'..."

"Do you now? Where are you?"

"We're in Fontaine Futuristics now."

There was a moment of silence. "I probably could tell you how to get there, but... what's in for me?"

"What?"

"What are you offerin' in exchange for my valuable information?"

Landon didn't understand. "I don't have anything to give!"

"Then there's no real reason for me to help you out. Sorry sport. Better luck next time!"

"Wait! Listen! We have to get down there, my friend's daughter is there, and Lamb is there! We HAVE to get down there dammit!"

He heard laughing. "Calm down son, now what did you say about Sofia Lamb?"

"She's down there... in Persephone..."

"And what do you want with her?"

Landon felt his face burning. "Her. Dead."

"Well now, why didn't you say so kid. Now that sounds like a good deal to me! I'll give you the directions, and you kill Lamb. That sound good to you?"

"Yes."

"Well then, pack your bags son. You're headin' to Persephone."