Snippet #6406

Micheal shook off his confusion, he had to focus on the task at hand. Micheal lumbered about the Sinclair hotel until he found a few flight of stairs. Afraid that he would be discovered by splicers Micheal started jogging. Once Micheal reached the junction connecting the Hotel and Paupers drop, he dared to turn around.

To Micheal's dismay he saw multiple groups of spider splicers scurrying on the walls. With renewed vigor Micheal dashed through the junction and began to hammer on the locking mechanism of the door connecting the junction to the Hotel. Realizing it was a futile effort Micheal felt something building inside of himself. Was it fear? Regret? or was it just his frustration finally breaking through the surface of his being? Micheal instinctively drew his left hand back and unleashed a torrent of lightning on the door's mechanism. Good atleast they did something to me that was actually useful. Still not satisfied that the door wasn't going to hold Micheal took off. Stopping once he reached Paupers drop Micheal breathed a sigh of relief.

He then caught himself realizing he wasn't in the clear, atleast not yet. As long as Micheal was in rapture he would never find solace. Brushing some grime off of his port hole Micheal began to walk towards the tram stations when crippling pain tore through him. Micheal fell to his hands and knees, his vision dimmed. Suddenly afraid Micheal pondered on everything he knew on big daddies. Thankful for most of his common memories coming back, Micheal got on his knees, and began thinking. What did big daddies need? Adam? No they weren’t Adam gatherers, they guarded the gatherers.... Then Micheal was gripped by a chilling thought that raced up his spine. Big daddies needed little sisters, more specifically the Alpha series needed them more than anything. Micheal shuddered again.

His body was shutting down.