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You arrive onto another train platform - just as the ones below, so above. There is no true sunlight on the Surface from the Tethered Sun, hidden behind the choking clouds of smog and sand. The industrial heart of the City juts into the sky, still beating and impaled on jagged and chaotic outgrowths of the underlying Support Structure. Heavy industry grinds eternal in the distance, underfoot, everywhere, nowhere. Shells of ruined buildings stand side by side with ordinary office towers, and everything is swallowed up in the sea of pipes and dunes.
You cough as you take it all in. You recall that breathing the Surface air for any longer than you need to would spell a long and excruciating death. You slide your ill-gotten pass into the nearby scanner and receive a small oxygen tank and breath mask, compliments of A, F, and R Companies, Bolverk Mining, Toha Heavy Industries, and so on and so on. The visitors guide station drones out half a dozen more names before screeching into static and collapsing.
Goddamn it.
You look around. You feel an incredible consternation. It's all the same pipework and rusted walkways everywhere. You're at the risk of being lost to the industrial labyrinth or to the endless desert, pick your fucking poison.
All you have is an address and a photo. You consider your options. You hate to admit it, but this isn't a problem you can solve by shooting at it. (By your understanding, at least.)
How do you want to do this? [The chosen approach will determine your second best skill, so don't skimp on details for resolving this scene. Even a small sentence start will do.]
>Write in.
