Julie was reloading her revolver when she found the last lever. She clicked the cylinder back into place and walked over to it.

"Don't you dare," hissed Norris.

Julie ignored him and got ready to electrocute the lever, only to have to fall to the ground as she heard a gunshot.

Of course he sent splicers after her. She set up several cyclone traps and returned fire. She sidestepped a spider splicer and stabbed him through. She briefly used his body as a shield before throwing him at another of the splicers. She lashed out with Electrobolt and propelled herself towards another two splicers that she stabbed in the neck before shooting another. Electrobolt had worn off by then. She grabbed a nearby splicer and used him as a shield against the bullets. She threw some Incinerates around him. When enough splicers were on fire, she dropped her splicer shield and shot them up with her machine gun.

She glanced up to see no spider splicers. She figured there were more splicers that hadn't gotten here yet and took advantage of the break to electrocute the lever. "Don't-" She yanked the lever down. "Fucking son of a bitch!"

Julie ignored him and raced in the new direction the arrow was pointing her. There were splicers, but she boosted herself enough that they missed her. If they stood in the way, she slashed them out of the way. She didn't have time to waste on them. Norris might be trying to escape. She couldn't risk it. She'd just have to hope the arrow would show her the way to the control center.

And after going up several flights of stairs and through more hallways then she could keep track of, the arrow darted into a heavy metal door with several splicers around it. They weren't anything special and were quickly taken care of. She turned to the door and saw a complicated control panel next to it. She electrocuted it several times and used her telekinesis to wrench it open with a screech of metal. She stepped forward and froze.

Julie was aware of the physical deformities that ADAM caused without fail, but she'd never seen someone as bad as the man before her. His skin was sagging horribly several inches, causing skin on his forehead to fall over what looked like welding goggles. The sagging skin also dragged his lips down, making it impossible to close his mouth. The only thing that didn't seem to be sagging was his nose, and that was because it was missing and had been sloppily replaced with a piece of metal. He was leaning heavily on a wheeled canister of gas in a way that suggested he couldn't stand on his own. "Well," rasped out Jacob Norris. "You gonna finish it or not?"

She'd be doing him a favor. She sliced his neck open, ignoring the spray of blood. He dropped. She waited a moment before deciding that was it. She'd expected…more.

Maybe he hadn't planned on surviving.

"Do you know anything about the man you just slaughtered?"

And Lamb was back again. Julie decided to close the door in case she was sending splicers.

"Jacob Norris was a welder who helped build Rapture. Even after Rapture was completed, he continued to practice his trade because that was what he loved."

Julie started going through Norris' pockets. He had some money, along with an odd device that Julie just knew was a genetic key.

"But his overseers demanded more and more work from him…until he came to resent the skills he once found pride in."

A part of the console had a golden glow to it now. Julie studied it for a moment and slipped the genetic key into a slot.

"He protested the treatment of himself and his fellows only once. He was fired for it."

The key didn't stick so Julie turned it. The consoles came to life, but she had no idea what any of it meant. For all she knew she could open the airlocks and flood the entire factory.

"He was forced to become an ADAM test subject just to survive."

At least there were labels. Why did they have to be so complicated though?

"He was barely able to function when he came to me begging for help."

No…No…No…No…L-O-C-K. Luck? Nah, that didn't make sense. Lock? She didn't want to lock anything. Might be close.

"Norris gave up his livelihood, his health, his sanity, everything he ever had, all for nothing ultimately."

U-N-L-O-C-K. That was lock with 'un' in front of it. That meant…unlock. That could be it. She hit the button. The door behind her made an unlocking sound. Wrong door.

"Do you have any idea what it takes to have that level of determination? To give your life to a cause?"

Julie wouldn't be here if she didn't. L-O-C-K-D-O-W-N. Lock was in that word too. Do…Done? No, wait. No 'E'. Don? Dovn? Down? Lockdown? She was sure she'd heard that word before, but she couldn't remember what it meant. She wanted to say that it meant you couldn't go anywhere. She guessed that sort of counted here. The light under it was on. She pressed a button below it, and the light turned off. She had no idea if that worked.

"Or have you ever cared about anyone besides yourself?"

Julie messed with some more buttons that she thought might unlock the doors before deciding that she had no idea what else she could do.

She glanced at the genetic key, decided she shouldn't leave it behind, and took it out. She waited a moment. The arrow darted out from beneath her feet and out the closed door.

Time to see if this worked.