Brick climbed from the smog of the Lotus Docks to the cold, sterile heights of the Spine, trading sweat for the secrets of a corporate ghost. They fought through the shadows of the freight cages only to find their own mortality waiting in the Audit Office. A final, desperate reach for justice ended in a flurry of reflex-boosted steel and broken ribs. They died as they lived: a jagged piece of scrap trying to tear down the machine.