After observing her surroundings, Alice rushed downstairs.
She closed her eyes and listened carefully.
She heard a breathing sound, mechanical banging, and the sound of things being thrown to the ground.
"It’s not an ambush, there’s only one intruder who has undergone prosthesis modifications."
"It’s dark inside with no lights. He’s either a prosthetic eye user or is using a night vision device."
"He seems to be... rummaging about for something."
Alice could sharpen her senses if she wanted to, and she could accomplish things on her own that used to require military equipment.
In this situation, she was perfectly aware of the interior of the house.
But as her senses sharpened, so did her physical touch sense.
As she ran, the feeling of air rushing through her cleavage and again
