Alyx could feel her Soul thrashing against her skin, like a caged beast begging to be free. Every fiber of her being was in agony; the pain from the knife wound in her gut paled in comparison. She ducked behind the corrugated walls of a collapsed shelter, steadying herself as her blood-soaked legs buckled beneath her. The hiding place reeked of the familiar smell of piss and gasoline; much like the rest of the Outer City.

A patrol of Szeven militia marched past her moments after. . .

Alyx could feel her Soul thrashing against her skin, like a caged beast begging to be free. Every fiber of her being was in agony; the pain from the knife wound in her gut paled in comparison. She ducked behind the corrugated walls of a collapsed shelter, steadying herself as her blood-soaked legs buckled beneath her. The hiding place reeked of the familiar smell of piss and gasoline; much like the rest of the Outer City.

A patrol of Szeven militia marched past her moments after. . .