Its late afternoon, even tho you could not tell. No natural light ever reaches down to the slums of the undercity. I am about to finish my shift at the union headquarters for today, as suddenly a notification pops up on my desktop. Its Jaina, asking me to come to our old hangout spot from when we were teens. Quickly I pack up my things and walk over. Its a two block walk, but the streets are digested, so it takes me longer than it should. As I enter our old spot, an abonded warehouse, I hear a gun cocking behind me. As I turn around i see a clearly stressed out Jaina pointing it at me. I calmly look at her. Its not the first the time someone hold a gun to my head.

„Sorry… I thaught it was someone else… can’t be cautious enough these days.” *she sais as she lowers her gun.