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The elevator doors parted to reveal a sub-basement corridor bathed in the artificial glow of bright ceiling lights. The air down here was always a little stale. Or maybe that was just her imagination.
Anna stepped out in beige pants and a red t-shirt, her white-tipped hair done up in a nubby little ponytail. The duffel bag she wore slung over one shoulder was packed with a week's worth of clothing and some other supplies. There was no way to tell how long it would take to find Jack, but she had no intention of quitting until her boyfriend was back in her arms again.
At the end of the corridor, she found a fatigued Cassi Seyrus blocking the doors to the SlipGate Chamber. The other woman wore gray pants and a light brown jacket, and she carried a bag of her own.
Tilting her head to on
