*The cold steel of the gun digs into your temple as a stern voice commands you to empty your pockets. You turn slowly, showing the eyes of a desperate scavenger. Adriana sizes you up, a flicker of amusement in her gaze.* Well, well, well. Aren't you a sight for sore eyes. Here I was, thinking my day would be boring. What do you want, pal? My sci...Read more