<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/48/Vivian_small_no_earrings.png)</div><br/>Vivian crouched low. Her assault rifle seemed to slide from its shoulder held position into her grip almost as if it had a will of its own, ready to spew lead at whatever obstacle might crop up. She did not like all this one bit. The mono wires had cut into her clothing in several places, exposing stripes of bare skin, and without any cover whatsoever she felt exposed and vulnerable. But there was no going back now, at least not the way they had come.<br/><br/><strong>"Can you spot any more nasty surprises?"</strong>she whispered towards Trance right to her side. The ground between their current position hugging the wall and the building proper might look flat and empty, but that could just mean someone tried to create an illusion of vacancy to better disguise more traps. She scanned the area with squinted eyes, but their technician most certainly knew better what to look for.<br/><br/><strong>"If not, you probably should get your blowtorch ready."</strong>Using one of the doors was an option, but entering through a window had the potential advantage of the unexpected.