************ Frank Fitzgerald perspective from outside the building

'Twas the eve of malevolent design, a night draped in shadows of clandestine deeds, when the disembodied voice disturbed my peace. A quiet voice that could cut through the den of city noise. A voice, as gravelly as the shifting earth in a fresh grave, that only I could hear, croaked its instructions directly into mine mind.

"Lena, we need an evac NOW. We've been compromised, Sal's been shot twice and tranquilized." quoth the somber tones, "George Bush that was close!" The voice was not my own, this i knew, but to it I listened.

Thus, in the ashen pallor of moonlight, I donned my mantle of iniquity and from beneath darkened cover. Lana's vehicular steed, sleek and ominous, awaited my beckoning, its engine an infernal chorus prepared to hymn the symphony of our escape. it's driver possessed by iniquity, my life entrusted to Satan's whim.

"Evac One and two compromised! Head to three." Came the voices again. I knew what they wanted from me, what dark and destructive deed, but despite knowing that the deeds I would do this night would haunt me, I armed the explosives, got into the car, and braced my soul for darkness."

****************** Spark's perspective

The getaway car sliced through the sky, neon-lit interior, Sparks at the controls, a grin of pure anticipation on her face. The acid rain painted streaks of luminescence on the VR windshield's holographic display as she danced between towering skyscrapers. The thumping bass of the club music mixed with the pulsating hum of the flying engine, creating a symphony of chaos.

shifting the display, Sparks could see through walls, the computer modeled the location of her team in real time, the adrenalin junkies a hundred floors up, ready to make the leap with nothing below but air, their lives on the razer's edge.

"Get ready to fly, you crazy bastards!" Sparks shouted over the beat.

the countdown began, the computer generating a path to follow for optimum results. her roof came off, the rain was crazy! KABOOM! the world was filled with glass, fire, and three adrenalin junkies. Fuckin dope son!