Zone C -- Megacity One

[Strazio Rockwell]

Running in the dark is generally considered a poor idea. Running in the dark while half-stoned even worse. And running in the dark while half-stoned and lost in a foreign city with an execution collar strapped to your neck, well, you get the idea.

Strazio stumbled through the city, using the compass built into his Syntech tablet as a guiding star. With one hand he held the tablet and he kept the other outstretched, to stop himself from running face first into a wall. The drugs had not completely evacuated his system and every step felt sluggish and heavy. Shapes bubbled and frothed in the darkness, sparking into muddy and muted colors. His tongue felt like a foreign slug hiding in his mouth, it was a numb and unresponsive. With every beep of his collar the prime increased his pace.

His legs burned and his chest screamed for oxygen. And still he pushed forward. There was no way in hell that he was going to die before Gamzee, especially not to something as dumb as disqualification.

His stride was halted when he came to a brick wall. Like a rat in a maze he frantically scratched along the wall, trying to find an entrance. With one hand touching the brick he ran along it, hoping to find way through. It wasn’t until his drug-addled mind caught up to speed that he remembered just what his hands were capable of. He stopped sprinting and threw both palms against the wall. After a few moments to gather his thoughts he channeled his magick and fired a shotgun-burst of destruction into the wall, punching a hole large enough for him to crawl through.

He checked the map and was pleased to find the safehouse nearby. Without wasting anytime he broke once more into a sprint.

Moving C21 to Safehouse C