Vex carried the weight of a city’s secrets until the gears of Neo-Kowloon finally ground them to dust. From the Foundry’s depths to the cooling intake’s final, silent void, they traded every pulse-pistol and heartbeat for a chance at a ghost’s freedom. In the end, the blueprints remained, but the runner was discarded into the furnace, just another spark extinguished by the sector’s cold, mechanical purge.