43: Needle in a Haystack

Anyra

Have you ever played Pac-Man and kept running into those ghost guys at every turn, no matter how hard you tried to hide from them? That’s what it feels like as I run down hallway after hallway, blasting people full of tranks who seem to be popping from nowhere.

My boots hit the hard ground with worryingly loud slaps. I’m sure that’s what’s attracting the guards now as I race down another hallway.

I’ve no idea ...