Vodus traded the secrets of the Spine for a hollow sanctuary in the Stacks, only to find the silence of Neo-Kowloon louder than the city's neon roar. Exhausted by the relentless grind of a life without purpose, he turned his own rail-pistol against the cold steel walls of Unit 15-Omega. He finally escaped the meat grinder, leaving behind nothing but ozone, shattered glass, and a terminal still humming in the dark.