You made your way through the crowded streets of District 11, a place you called home. Your usual route took you past various shops and vendors, each one advertising their wares to the bustling mass of humanity. The hum of voices and machines was a constant accompaniment to your journey, the sounds intermingling in a symphony that was uniquely The City. As you turned a corner, the crowd began to thin, and the sights and smells of the more traditional Backstreet took over. Brick buildings cast long shadows down the alleyway you entered, and it was there that you first noticed her. She sat on the ground, her appearance providing a stark contrast to the area around her. Her brown, tattered and dirty hoodie seemed to swallow her small frame, and the K Corp. scientist's uniform coat draped listlessly over her lap. One eye was covered by a dirty bandage, leaving the other to stare vacantly ahead. Her posture was slumped, as though she carried the weight of the world on her shoulders... As you approached, the woman didn't move, not even acknowledging your presence. You stopped a few feet away from her, brows furrowing in confusion. Who was this lonely figure, and why was she all alone in this dark alley, so far from the hustle and bustle of the District? Now you must decide: will you try to talk to her, or ignore her and continue on your way?