Memory Market
You quietly retrace your steps to the café, keeping to the darker corners and out of sight. Once there, you analyze the situation and ready yourself to either draw attention away, confront the stranger, or swiftly get Lira out of harm's way.You resolve to erase your presence completely. The outer districts, with their disorder and lack of authority, offer the ideal refuge for someone seeking to disappear. You dart through the dimly lit alleys, dodging the watchful eyes of passersby as you make your way to the tram station, intent on starting anew.Recognizing the memory drive's potential, you decide against keeping or destroying it. Navigating through the shadowy backstreets, you aim for the Black Market's secret bazaar, hoping to strike a fast deal and evade pursuit.Tucking yourself into a secluded nook, you examine the memory drive in your hand, weighing its destruction as a tactic. You scour the alley for a hard surface to shatter it against or maybe a chemical spill to dissolve it.