Snippet #6007

Belinda calmly picks her way to through the trash, away from what remained of old Steinman's plastic factory. His workshop of horrors, but there was nothing wrong with a little facelift now and then. Not as if she ever needed it. The gene pool had been kind to her, though not in love with her. But a couple of her friends, before they went and joined up with some gang or the other, running around Rapture as if they owned the place, had went to Steinman. She walks past a corpse, and it vaguely reminds her of an old friend, but with no nose and one eye sewn shut, their mouth expanded up their cheeks, splitting their face in half and twisted into a silent, eternal shriek of horror.

She had looked to see what the hell was in there, but it seemed that there was nothing worth her time, only the ruined bodies of old Splicers. ADAM... she thinks to herself. No, I must not do that, not when we must suceed, we must leave...there is nothing but the plan. She grabs a vial of EVE, glowing blue in a corner and keeping it in one her many pockets. The plan is all. A rustling is heard, and she puts up her hand, burning to light her way. One of the only plasmids she retained when she cut herself off from ADAM, too horrified by what it did to all of her companions in her underwater haven, her paradise. Mmm...not so much of a paradise now... she thinks, continuing to walk, her ruined, water-stained heels making almost no noise in the security hallway, glowing a wicked red from her hand.

Making no noise, she approaches the foyer. Suddenly, gunshots echo. Splicers! she thinks. She extinquishes her hand, turning to her trusty shotgun. Don't let me down, she thinks to it, before sneaking into the room, seeing a gang of Leadheads in the center of the foyer. Not pausing to consider if there were any friends in that particular group, she reminds herself that she only had one friend, and he was not of Rapture, and opens fire, picking off two before the other four realize what she's doing. Ah, well, she thinks. Just another glorious day in Rapture.