SyntheticChapter 20
The bathroom was cleaner. Renee tugged on the toilet paper, mildly pleased that it rolled. Before she had gone through, the roll had been sitting on top of the used one. Not a huge issue, but one she had corrected. She'd been shooting users for hours. It had started as something to pass the time. Only a couple of bodies later, and she was enjoying it. She even forgotten about the presence of the other two. She had laughed. Renee'd gunned her way through a maze of a building, lightning...