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Sitting inside an abandoned building, Sentinel kept replaying GEHENNA's message incessantly, scanning for something familiar in it. Despite having done so thousands upon thousands of times, nothing has shown up in of the databases he had stored inside of his system. Shutting down the record, he stood up and grabbed the plasma cannons next to him. Attaching them to his hips, the weapons seemed to contour to his legs, blending in seamlessly. Draping a drab cloak over his soldiers so as to conceal his equipment, Sentinel tapped into the data networks present in the vicinity. There was only one way out of this slum, and that was through a shuttle. Now that shuttles had been grounded, another way would have to be found. An idea came to him; if there was an orbital elevator on the surface of the planet, there must one running through the Lower City.

Striding quickly out of the derelict structure, he began surveying the networks in the city. There was always a crumb trail in this world, always a place where data was stored digitally. He just had to find it. Sentinel ran through the options and settled that it would have to be run by one of the criminal organizations in the Lower City, seeing as they would be the only ones with the resources to build or access an orbital elevator. All he needed to do was figure out which one hid the secret. It wouldn't take long.