When I got into Las Vegas I couldn't help but think of how it reminded me so much of Rapture. Just seeing the people all around me, I was on total defense expecting someone, just anyone to revel themselves as a splicer.

"Honey, are you all right?" said an older woman with a thick southern accent.

"I'm ok, I just… I just need to find my way home." I responded.

"You look like you need some help."

"I'm fine!" I wasn't in the mood to talk to strangers. I had to get out of this city, I feel trapped again. I walked away from the old woman as fast as I could. I kept thinking to myself why she asked me if I was all right. I passed by a window and saw my reflection, and I looked like hell. Their were cuts all over my face from the sand, my cloths were torn and dirty, at some point I had lost my shoes and it hadn't occurred to me that I was walking barefoot for who knows how long. Then again I never actually wore shoes growing up, so walking barefoot I can see how I wouldn't notice.

I walked away from the window. This city just kept going on and on. A cop saw me and walked up to me, "Excuse me miss?"

"Look I don't need any help."

"I was just wanting to know if you needed any medical assistance."

"I'm ok, why would I need any medical assistance?"

"Because you look like you are hurt."

"Thanks for your concern but I am ok."

I walked away from the cop, if only he knew the situation, thank God.

I was getting tired and needed a place to sleep. As much as I hate to admit it, I teleported into a hotel room and used the facility for the night. I washed my cuts and wounds. I tried to figure out my next plan of action. What was I going to do? I have Thompson and the rest of the government after me. I need to figure a way out of all this.

I feel a sleep, I had never slept so hard in my life, I had a dream that I was a kid again, but instead of being in Rapture, I was in a back yard with green grass. I was playing with other kids. My father wasn't wearing his Big Daddy suit, instead he was dressed like a human. He was grilling burgers, and he looked so happy. Then a stormy cloud came over us, and it started raining, but instead of water that came down, it was blood that came down from the sky. Father and the other children disappeared, and I was alone. I was an adult again, and I was back in my Big Sister suit, and I looked down at my hands and I saw blood covering them. I looked up and I saw blood covering the streets of Las Vegas. And I hear someone scream, "You caused this bloodshed. You Eleanor Lamb! Because you had to come to the surface!" I woke up to catch my breath.

The next morning I teleported out of the hotel room and went back on the streets. I needed a change a cloths. I saw an old skirt in a trash can, and I grabbed it and put it on. I looked through more trashcans to find more cloths, but I had no luck, until the old woman from the night before saw me again. "Honey, I know you are not alright."

"I just need a change of cloths."

"Come with me." The old woman said.

The old woman took me to a church where I was given a meal and clean cloths. A preacher walked up to me and asked me, "What happened to you if you don't mind me asking?"

I didn't want to risk them calling the government on me so I lied. "My boyfriend and I got into a fight, and I walked out on him."

"We should call your parents."

"I don't live with them anymore, I moved out a wile back. Besides they don't live here.

"Where do they live?" the old woman asked.

"Florida. Miami, Florida . Well thank you for the meal but I really must get going."

"Look, if you ever need any help, do not hesitate to come back here."

"I won't, thank you again."

And that was that, I left the church and I kept walking.

It was about noon when I managed to get out of Las Vegas. The further I walked, the more ranches I saw. I passed by one and saw a man riding a horse, he came towards me. "Good afternoon miss."

"Good afternoon.'

The man paused for a second, then he said, "You're not from around here are you?"

"What gave it away?"

"Your accent, you sound British."

I didn't respond, I really had nothing to say to the man.

"Where are you walking too?" he asked.

"California." I said, though I actually had no idea where I was going, but California sounds good right about now.

"Really? I am actually about to head out to L.A. tomorrow."

"That's cool."

"You know if you wanted a ride I could give you one."

I thought about it for a second. Do I dare risk going with him? He could be with Thompson.

"No but thank you."

The man got off of his horse and the gave me a very angry look, "Ok, we're going to have to do this the hard way." The man then gave a signal with his hand, and in seconds I was surrounded by agents. I shot fire at the man, and to my surprise he shot ice out of his hand freezing my body to my neck.

"I left you head free so you can hear this: you're coming with us, we are going to show these guys where Rapture is at. "

Confused I asked, "What do you mean by we?"

The man smiled, "My name's Jack Ryan, you should know who I am Eleanor Lamb."

"Jack Ryan?"

"Yeah, and I bet Thompson told you I was dead too, right? Well after I set the fire at the nut house I was at, I defected and went to the Soviet Union. I shared so many secrets, but for the life of me, I couldn't remember where Rapture was at. So when I heard that you came out of Rapture and was found here in the U.S. I decided to get a few KGB buddies of mine involved in this."

"They'll kill you." I said shivering.

"Not with the knowledge I have. Take her to the farm boys, we have a few phone calls to make."

"How did you find me?" I asked.

"I could smell your ADAM. We actually found out where the base was through some allies of ours working with Thompson. Thompson is so stupid he doesn't even realize that he has communist working with him."

I broke free from the ice, and I teleported away. This time I found myself at a bus station. I found a bus and hopped on board, and I was going to ride this thing through, I was going to get as far away from here as I possibly could. I asked the bus driver where this bus will make it's last stop. The bus driver told me, L.A. I was going to California.