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[Hei stepped into the Ramen stand, clothes dripping, hair a mess. He was restless after laying low, watching, waiting, looking for something, anything that would tell where he was and how to return to the Syndicate. He had determined many others were in the same rut and had been for weeks and months longer then he had.
Sitting down at the bar, Hei waited for his order to arrive. He had been here so often, even the robots were barely required a request before they brought out his usual. It was unpleasant, to say the least. He was on edge, but without an outlet.
Amber's silence was particularly telling. Had she disappeared at the whim of their captors as so many had or had she used her contract and dwindled down to infancy? Or had she simply left them all for dead, as she had once before?
A flash of lightening lit up the stand, throwing shadows against the wall. Hei bit his lip as he broke his chopsticks. He was really starting to hate this place.]