There, Freeman sprinted out of the large hole on the attic rooftops, in the background, a couple bat wing strikers flying in the cave 17’s “skies”, not chasing Freeman. After he had just gotten up to the roofs, the sound of a door being kicked down followed by a hiss of pain and a voice from the scorpion in the distance, yelping “Im hurt! Help!”. Then, a hail of pistol-fire and shouting from the royal infantrys barked out of the hole in the roof Freeman leapt out off. He quickly dives for cover, and continued on through the roof-tops. He’d slide down some steep inclines and carefully tight-rope walk across some small boards that bridged a gap from an ledge to another. There, an Black Overwatch APC rolled down the street, turning into a parking-lot and parked there, a few CP’s chasing down the APC, aimed their attentions at an escapee Freeman up on the roofs. They open up pistol-fire using their signature “US-Chi Match” standard issue. A couple City Scanners were following the scorpion, taking multiple pictures of him.

There, Freeman sprinted across roofs, hiding in alcoves to dodge incoming blaster bolts from the pistols. He keeps moving on, taking cover when needed. Expunged from cover in the last straw to home plate, The scorpion quickly threw himself through a window and into an crummy-looking attic. He’d catch his breath, but he still needed to escape. As the distant city-wide alarms rang out, and the Overwatch voice giving orders to ground protection teams to stop the “miscount”, Freeman then walked over to a staircase in the attic and went down it. It was old and very moldy, and looked like it could splinter and shatter with a nice SNAP. And SNAP it did, on the last few steps, to which, embarrassingly, Freeman could not just simply jump up that high or climb up it. Realizing his faults, Freeman then opened up the door which led to a hallway. He seemed very relieved as there were no CP’s
in sight, but the area was just a narrow hall, ready for either door on either side of the room, to be busted down, and the room to raided.

And raided it was. Suddenly, CP’s from either door busted the barriers down with nice CRASHES and SNAPS from the doors being knocked down off their hinges and with a wooden thump when they hit the floor. Freeman silently gasped and looked around himself in alarm. The CP’s, whom were a mixture of bats, scorpions, and spider, all activated their stun batons and charged at Freeman.

“Take him down!” “There he is!” “Suspect, prepare to receive civil judgement!” The CP’s barked

The poor Scorpion Scordon Freeman, mobbed and dog-piled and beaten senseless with the stun batons, obstructing his sight with flashes of bright white light. It may have just been the “miscount” the civil protection have been looking for, but before any more misconduct of this military-style police could do anything further, another voice barked at the CP’s, seemingly in the same room.

“Over here!” Then Scordon could hear scuffles and fighting and breaking of wood.
“HAH, No you don’t!” The voice shouted once more again before a loud CRACK and a death-rattle from a CP. Once the blinding white light slowly cleared from his vision. A female spider loomed over him, and she had a very relived smile on her grin.

“Dr. Freeman I presume?” She said, before turning her head to distant sirens that began to go off and the Overwatch Voice adressing a “Unidentified Person of Intrest.” She let Scordon up, and the Scorpion saw the knocked out bodies of the CP’s that this spider girl ambushed.

“We better hurry up, the combine can be slow to wake, but once they are up you would not wanna get in their way...” She said, walking over to an elevator and pressing a button for it to go down.

“Dr. Skliener said you might be coming this way. Heh, I dont think it occurred to him that you might not have a map.” She said with a slight chuckle and Freeman examined the bodies of the fallen CP’s before he walked in the elevator with her. There, the elevator went down, and the spider girl introduced herself.

“Im Spalyx Vance, my father worked with you back in Aperture Mesa, but im sure you dont remember him...” she said, she was acting a bit shy but Freeman didn’t notice.

“Man of a few words, arent ya?” Spalyx said, getting at Freeman’s Silence. Then, the elevator ended at the basement of the building they were in and the doors opened up, and both crawlers walked out. And around a corner.

“Remember him from Aperture Mesa? Your old administrator?”
Spalyx gestures to a propaganda poster of the same man that was on the large monitor freeman saw earlier in the trainstation. “Ha! Dont get my dad started on Dr. Breen...” she chuckles. Then she pressed a button that was hidden on a nearby fusebox and the the poster sectioned wall slid out and moved aside.

“Through here...” She calmly said and led Freeman into the dark passageway, she turned around and walked backwards to get a nice long look at Freeman.