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Ordering the device did little help, and the small women inside it either seemed to ignore her request or would start speaking in such a heavy accent that Syi could not understand what she was saying. What was worse was the orders it gave her, when she had tried to get help.

‘Press two for customer assistance…’

‘No. No. No.’ Syi protested punching the strange symbolled buttons at random hoping for any kind of response. ‘No. I am needing to find Jack – not a customer, Jack.’ She drew out the name so the small woman inside could hear her properly.

‘I’m sorry, I didn’t quite get that, please hang up and try again.’ The voice chirped with an annoying happiness that Syi had come to hate worse than any Dregger beast.

‘Bar’ack!’ She hissed and slammed the butt of her spear into the terminal which resided with a metal gong but otherwise made no protests.

‘Why is it so difficult?’ Syi hissed, blowing out a breath she let her shoulders slump weary from fighting with the small lady for the better part of her evening. Looking up at the sun she judged midday was rapidly dwindling, and the time of twilight would soon be upon her. Eyes darting from shadow to growing shadow Syi loosened her short spear.

This was a tribe of strange and mad things, and she did not like how the great walls cut her off from so much of the world. Limiting her view, the world was to alien for comfort, a stone maze that extended in all directions without end. From one of the growing shadows something stirred, but in the stale air she could not pick out the scent from all the others here.

‘Jack?’ Syi took a hopeful step forwards, only to reverse her direction a moment later. Three steps back she was sure whatever the creature was, that it was not Jack.

Turning she fled as fast as her padded feet could carry her.