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THE GIRLS FROM ALCYONE II: FREELANCER
Continuing from last week's snippet: Sigrid continues her infiltration of a factory complex on Bellatrix (oh, and in case you forgot, it's raining--really-really hard--and there's, like, these big puddles everywhere).
Sigrid's sensors alerted her to the disturbance ahead. Shrinking back into the shadows, she pressed her back up against the retaining wall of the narrow loading dock, watching as a pair of hulking ground-lories trundled up to the gates. The trucks stood a good four-meters in height, their wide, studded wheels clawing deep into the soft gravel of the road, churning up more mud and rubble.
Banks of headlamps washed over Sigrid in the darkness, bathing her in eerie white light as the transports lurched forward. Sigrid gave them as wide a berth as possible. She wasn't worried about being seen—the drivers would not see her, shrouded as she was—but being invisible would not save her should one of the trucks' massive wheels roll over her.
Nor would her cloak spare her from a thorough soaking, it seemed. Sigrid had to stifle a scream as the first of the transports found what was easily the largest of the puddles in the road. There was little to do but stand there as wave after filthy wave of freezing, oily water crashed over her, soaking her from head to foot.
"Nice," Sigrid said.