About 05:38, Outside the Jamaican's building, Docklands, NMK, Monday the 26th of April, 2055.

About 05:38, Outside the Jamaican's building, Docklands, NMK, Monday the 26th of April, 2055.

Roland and Dragon jump down from the roof. I crouch down behind the cover of the barricade and quickly change the clip in the Ronin. Dragon goes through the door into the building, closely followed by Roland. They go to the left of the room, where Dragon checks a door. I stay crouched just outside the outer door.

The door opposite the entrance, which is the obvious way to where the Jamaicans are firing through the building's front windows, opens and two Jamaicans appear. Bugger. Where's the solos when you need them.

I open up on full auto and the first Jamaican falls riddled with bullets, clearing the way for a few rounds to impact on the one following up behind him. They've barely scratched him though, but I wasn't optimistic about getting them both.

"Oh fu..."

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<Bleep>

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<Bleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee>

"What's that?"

"Oh my God!"

"I must be in Hell."

"No..."

"Wait a minute..."

"It's just Yuki wearing a surgical mask."

Not displaying much in the way of a bedside manner, Yuki just tells me I've lost my right leg. Thinking about it later, I'll realise that it's the drugs that stop me freaking out. She wants to know what to do about it. I tell her just to patch me up so I can be moved. I'll get myself sorted out later. I won't rely on donations like Crash. Then she puts me out again.

I awake laying in a bed. I think I'm still at the RipperDoc's. I'm basing that on the fact that I can see Crash in another, thankfully quite separate, bed in the room. Also there are some girls occupying other beds who I assume are members of The Sisters, as I think I recognise one of them from somewhere.

Having trouble thinking straight. Everything seems fuzzy and I'm strangely peckish. I could do with something to munch.

Wake up again. I must have fallen asleep. The others are all in the room, talking about how we're gonna leave. I can't really follow the conversation, but it all goes quiet as Sykes speaks to someone over the phone. My hearing must be still be screwed up by the drugs, I could have sworn he said he'd pay 12,000eb to get us out of the Docklands.

A while later Yuki comes over, helps me out of bed and hands me some crutches. We go outside to a car. Fortunately it's a station wagon as there's the five of us and the three kids. The supplied papers get us back over the river, where the debate starts about where to go. The kids don't want to go back to the warehouse. I know where I want to go though. I get them to drop me off nearby and I hobble to my destination...