We ran from the oncoming security bots, occasionally turning and firing at them. I managed to electrocute one and disable it.

"This way! I know somewhere we can hide." Clara said.

We followed her into a small clothing shop. Hangers and garments were all over the floor. Some shoes were on a shelf and the rest were on the floor. Wall art had been knocked down or ripped and an armoire had fallen face down.

"Hurry! Into the closet!"

We all went into the closet and slammed the door. I noticed a simple black dress hanging. It was still intact, only slightly ripped around the bottom hem. I liked it a lot.

"Do you want it?" Clara asked me.

"What? Oh. No it's fine." I said, embarrassed.

"No, really. You can have it. I think it will look pretty on you. A nice change from the pants and suspenders." She smiled.

"Ok! - But I don't have any shoes to wear with it." I said, disappointed.

"Don't worry! I have just the pair!" She said reaching into a small suitcase. Clara pulled out a pair of simple black flats, "And you can still run in them!" she said.

"Will you two be quiet? They're going to hear us!" Jack said. I was about to make a smart-alecky comment, but I heard the bots fly into the store. We heard the security bots come and investigate, but they couldn't find us. As soon as the bots were gone, we emerged from the closet. I quickly changed into my new dress and shoes. I looked in the mirror of a broken vanity, and then turned to Clara and Jack who were looking at me.

"Well…what do you think?" I asked nervously striking a pose.

"I like it but…."

"But what?"

"But I think it would look better if you let your hair down." Clara said.

I reached up and pulled the band out of my hair, and it fell around my shoulders.

"Like this?" I asked.

"Perfect! You look beautiful, and that dress flatters your body. Not like that shirt and those pants. You are actually really curvy. You need to show that more. Haha."

I looked at Jack. He didn't say anything.

"What do you think Jack?" Clara asked.

"I…it looks good on you. You look better with your hair down." He said.

"Thank you, Jack" I said. I left my other clothes folded on the counter, and we headed towards the atrium. All of us were locked in an awkward silence. No one said a word. We just focused on our path. We soon arrived at the atrium, and Jack quickly placed the pictures on Cohen's "quadtych". All of a sudden, Cohen's voice ringed through Fort Frolic.

"IT IS DOOOOONE! Let me see it…!"

Cohen appeared as confetti shot out. He wore a tattered tuxedo and heavy makeup. His eyes were discolored and his mascara ran.

"It's beautiful!" Cohen said, "Your path to Ryan is now open. Goodbye, my little moths."

Our radio communicators fizzled and voices came through.

"Jack boyo? What the hell happened to you? I've been tryin to raise ya fer a dogs age!"

"Sorry Atlas. Cohen wanted you and Ryan to shut up so he jammed my signal. He also jammed Eve's signal.

"Eve! Come in! Finally, a signal! Vhat happened? I completely lost contact vith you!"

"Oh thank goodness! Mrs. Tenenbaum, Sander Cohen sent us to take pictures of dead bodies and he didn't want us to have any contact with anyone! But we found this woman named Clara McIntosh! She's been helping us.!"

"Eve? Boyo, what are you talking about?"

"We met and she's been helping me."

" Hm…Clara. Anyvays, I vill meet up with you later. Good luck. "

"You too Mrs. Tenenbaum."

Jack, Clara and I walked towards the bathysphere station, and stepped inside the sub.

We arrived at Hephaestus, the central power of Rapture. We merely got a few steps out of the sub before we were ambushed by several splicers. We all shot at the splicers. They separated us, and then I felt something hit my head, and everything went dark.

…...

"Eve?! EEEEVVVEEE! WHERE ARE YOU!"

"I can't find her!"

"Come on, Clara. We have to keep moving. We'll find her."

"But-"

"Do we really have another choice?"

"…No."

"Let's go."

"Oh Faith…why did it have to be this way?"