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A look of realization came across her face as he shouted at her. He hadn't seen it because it had never been there. This was the real world, not another simulation, though it seemed she had taken some of the monsters out with her. With a nod Amelia gritted her teeth. Still she couldn't help but give the coils of barbed wire a disdainful look as she quickly stepped around them to reach the ladder. While she did her best to hurry up the ladder Amelia quickly found that trying to support any weight with her left arm was unbearable which slowed her accent having only one arm to hang onto the ladder for balance. Pulling herself out of the manhole was by far the worst leaving her shaking and weak on the street.

“I know.” She agreed, struggling to her feet with his help. Resting for a minute wasn't an option with sirens close enough to hear. She would lean on him heavily and still need to be half dragged to the van as they ran the short distance. At least out in the sunlight most of her fears had vanished, though she found herself checking for the monster. Amelia was all too happy to finally sit down in the van, closing her eyes with a sign while pressing her hand against her side. Hopefully their medic would at least have some good painkillers on them.

“I didn’t break anything. Joseph broke them.” She clarified though it wasn’t really necessary. Perhaps the pain killers had her feeling a little bit out of it though all pain had vanished thankfully. “Right after he slapped me. Ironically while trying to prove that physical harm would no longer be necessary and his methods would provide faster results. Joseph liked to talk too much.” She closed her eyes again shifting slightly in the chair. “You guys are pretty well equipped. Those portable scanners are hard to get a hold of outside of government jobs. Expensive to. You never did tell me your name.”

“It is usually nice to have something to call someone, even if it is a fake name.” She commented. “What did you steal to heal broken bones?” With luck they would have the accelerate CR-202 that could repair most bones in days instead of months, though that was even more tightly controlled than the scanners. While falling asleep in a van full of strangers probably wasn't a good idea, Amelia was struggling to stay awake. Exhaustion from the week spent in captivity coupled with whatever drugs their medic had given her had the black abyss of sleep clawing at her. “Just wake me up when we get there.” She mumbled softly before drifting off.

Amelia fell into an uneasy sleep, full of nightmares though she looked perfectly peaceful to the outside world thanks to the drugs the medic had given her. Still when the medic shook her awake there was a second of panic before she remembered where she was. “You startled me.” She explained though she could only imagine what kind of crazy person they thought they risked their lives to rescue. Especially Adrian who had witnessed a full hallucination. Nightmares were to be expected and would probably fade with time, but hallucinations were more troubling.

She followed the others out of the van, a dull ache in her side. If the drugs were starting to ware off than they must have traveled some distance. They were inside some sort of warehouse with a few other vehicles though so she really had no idea if it was even day or night. Though honestly she had no idea what time they had rescued her either other than the sun had been out. “So which way?” She asked looking around the room. She somewhat assumed the medical ward would be first, but perhaps whoever was running the rebel effort would want to question her first.

Amelia watched with curiosity as walked along the containers knocking on them. It wasn’t the only thing she was curious about though. Several questions rattled around inside her head about what happened to her contact. How had they found where she was being kept and not him? From what she had been told in their brief conversation not much of an effort was being made to rescue him. Her rescuer was on that list as well. Why be so difficult about giving her what was probably a fake name? She didn’t really care that it was fake and probably wouldn’t have noticed if he had simply told her, but the way he avoided giving her an answer had her interested. He pushed on one of the containers and it’s wall disappeared into the floor. Amelia was hesitant about following him inside and clearly he noticed because already he was ordering her to follow. With a sigh she stepped inside while mumbling “Great, another dark and enclosed space.” Hopefully she would manage to hold onto her wit’s this time or better yet not hallucinate at all. Then she looked to Adrian speaking up. “You don’t need to order me every step of the way you know. Why are you in a such a hurry now?”

She couldn't help but snort a little as his 'guiding' certainly felt like being ordered around. Still she kept the remark to herself. He was right about wanting answers as her list of questions was getting rather lengthy at this point. Were they not in a secure location already? Was this not headquarters? She was more than a little relieved that the container lit up after the wall returned to it's original position. More relieved than she even wanted to admit. She stood in silence as they descended into the earth unconsciously holding her aching side. As the doors opened she looked around in surprise before realizing Adrian was walking down the hanger without her. Stepping quickly to catch up Amelia follow a few steps behind while listening passively to the men talking to him while looking around. Seriously, a tank? Those kinds of weapons where have supposed to have been dismantled years ago by the government in this time of peace. Did they steal it or build it?

Human virus or computer virus she couldn't help but mentally ask. She assumed computer, but she couldn't imagine what for. Sybil was hailed as corruption proof and they would be far from the first to try. Naturally several had tried before, and the Sybil system assaulted daily yet she couldn't even remember the last time there had been any kind of breach. As for their talk about about scouting parties, she wondered if it was for her missing contact. It could be anyone really, someone worth sacrificing others apparently. More to add to her ever growing list of questions.

She stepped up next to him as he turned down a hall. “Director huh?” She looked at him with a raised eyebrow. Why the hell had he come out into the field to rescue her if that was the case?

She was silent for a long minute after he asked her if she had any questions. What the hell was she suppose to say to that? Her first instinct was to defend herself and explain what really happened, but shifting the blame wouldn't help the situation. “I didn't know. Look, I know it doesn't change anything, but I am sorry. So why rescue me? Especially personally? I could have probably found him from the inside, but getting access to that kind of information from the outside is nearly impossible. All I can offer you are educated guesses, but I've already given you the locations of most of their buildings. Going back in would be suicidal.” Especially considering how she had nearly caused her rescue to fail. She glanced down at the floor, her eyes slowly tracing the map.”It would take months to build a remote access and they would know it's location the second it was used.”