Two thugs barrel past the alley, letting loose with almost barbaric taunts to their prey.  The third thug trails behind a bit...and unfortunately is not so oblivious.  He catches a glimpse of a streak of white in his peripheral vision, causing him to do a double take.  The vision enhancement prosthetic implanted in his eye reveals the last two seconds of footage and a sinister smile creeps across his haggard features.<br/><br/><br/>Behind the dumpster, she tries to keep her breaths light and quiet, listening for the oncoming footsteps.  Her mind races as she scans the alley for any possible weapons.  Her ears tune out the dull roar of the background city noise and she can hear the deep, rough voice of the mass of muscle and leather heading towards her.<br/><br/>"She's here...yeah..the alley...got her hidin behind the..."<br/><br/>She shoves the dumpster forwards, knocking her pursuer back into the brick wall behind him.  A quick scan of the alley provides her with one route of escape, a single line of fire escapes, some missing, going all the way up the building at the end of the alley.<br/><br/><br/><br/>