Life without boundaries by ezio khoza (naccinucci)

Previously

…I ran, the conduit a precious cargo, my mind a whirlwind of the past I had just uncovered and the terrifying, uncertain future that lay ahead. I didn't know where Anya was, or if she had made it out. The weight of that uncertainty was a new kind of pain, sharp and visceral. But as I plunged into the deeper, unlit sectors of the city, the hum of the System fading behind me, I felt something else too – a nascent, exhilarating sense of freedom. The cage was broken, and though the world outside was unknown and dangerous, it was, for the first time, my own to navigate.