Bang—
The gunfire was somewhat hoarse, muffled in the rainy night.
John suspiciously tilted his ear to listen, and only after a moment did he put down the gun, wiping away the rainwater accumulating near his eye sockets.
The seawater had risen over the reefs and containers.
The sound of sirens came closer from afar.
Sakura Cross Street was still within the range of gang warfare, police cars and patrol drones shuttled through the neon and rain, seemingly mixed with some strange footsteps...
Something was indeed approaching.
[Mission Objective Updated]
[Connect to Prosthetic Eye Database. (Unachieved)]
John crouched down to examine the corpse.
Sato Kei was slightly swollen, his skin a mixture of red and purple, with eye sockets sunken inward projecting a faint red light.
Prosthetic eyes are often more than just two spheres.
They are more like a metal spike, embedded into the cranium, with a neural connection module made of countless contact points outside the database.
