Round 150 Transcript

I survey the wall structure critically while Jeane's gaze bores into me from across the room—a mix of need and discipline barely held together. Forty minutes left, and I'm not about to let this building's sick games end with us trapped or worse. The steel plates Halie welded on are solid enough, but the joint stress points need reinforcement. "Trust my methods?" I ask Halie dryly. "I built half the escape routes in the undercity from salvaged scrap and stolen blueprints." She means well, but right now, I need to work.