They clawed their way from the Circuit Breaker's blood-soaked floor, through alleys and mechs, into the heart of Syn-Tech. Wounded and pursued, they sought escape through the vents, driven by a desperate surge of synth-stim. But the metal maw of the facility proved too tight, too unforgiving. Trapped and broken, their final breath was a gasp lost to the groaning collapse of a forgotten air duct.