Maya pressed herself against the corner of the bank. She couldn’t believe that the little shake was a bank. She pushed the thought out of her mind as she looked around the corner. The street was empty, and the air seemed motionless. She quickly sprinted up the street and ducked behind a stack of crates. She peeked over the crates, again the street was still. She heard the thudding of boots behind her and ducked into an alley, just as seven badass psychos ran past.

The Siren decided to move through the back alleys. As she ran through the alleys, she could hear the sounds of weapons fire, and it steadily grew louder. Maya could see bandits crowding the streets, and their shouting was nearly deafening. A ladder was on one of the building, and Maya, quickly, climbed it and looked over the crowd below her. The bandits were all moving towards a, mostly destroyed, building, with the nose of a Hyperion shuttle sticking through the back wall.