[Sadrain]

November 25th, Chicago; Outside the NorthWest System. Noon.

The next few minutes after Elek entered Alice's mind, would be chaos, although the two of them would not see or feel any of it.
As Elek's mind was overwhelmed with the information, his body arched for few seconds as if the mental blast had been real, and then slumped, first on his knees, then on right side. Aiolia caught him a moment before his head hit the ground, gaining a nasty scratch on her arm in the process.

Elek's face became paler, then slightly blueish, as he gasped for air, but then the man went still. Aiolia called out his name, complete panic evident in her voice, and hurriedly checked his heart rate. It was racing, sometimes doing crazy jumps in speed even further, or skipping few beats. Ryan in the mean time, was concerned only with Alice. He took her hands, saying her name over and over, shook her lightly by shoulders, hoping it would snap her out of whatever was going on. However, it didn't work.

"What the hell did he/she do?!" Aiolia and Ryan yelled at each other, practically at the same time. The girl looked like she could jump up and strangle Ryan right there, with her bare hands. By this time, the guards had run over and were pointing weapons at Ryan and Alice. "You came here to assault Elek, right? That was the reason, wasn't it?!" Aiolia accused them.

"Whatever the fuck happened, Alice did nothing bad!!" the man exclaimed. He had no idea what the girl could do, but with how weak and gentle she was, and how confused she seemed, there was no chance she would have attacked Elek on purpose. "Look at her, she needs medical help!" Ryan pointed at Alice, his heart clenching in fear, about her seemingly dead state.

One of the guards checked her heart rate, "she's alive." Aiolia grimaced, as if that wasn't to stay so for long. "Fine, we need to get moving, Elek's state is unstable."
"What do we do with 'em?" guard motioned to Ryan and Alice.
"They come with us. No way we can let them go now," Aiolia's tone was hard as steel. Two guards picked Elek up under arms and half carried, half dragged large man towards entrance. Aiolia followed on their heels.

"Get yer ass moving, albino," one guard poked Ryan in back with his gun. The man growled low in his throat and began to wheel Alice towards the black mouth of sewers. Wherever they were going, this certainly wasn't the way he had wanted to do it.

November 25th, Chicago; Sewer #17.

Elek knew nothing of the commotion that had been going around him. His mind felt like a bag, that had too much forced in it. It was bursting at seams already, but more information came, it was like an endless waterfall and he had ended up at the very bottom of it. It hurt, and now his whole body hurt, because it was so hard to breathe. In this state, he could not make sense of what was hurting him, though, and physical pain was far and distant, growing weaker as time passed, while the mental grew stronger, becoming more real with each minute. Later, he would be able to describe it as being trapped somewhere, with no way out. Yet, his will and telepathic powers were so strong that his mind didn't shut down, being further and further crushed by amount of information Alice threw at him. Finally, though, his system fully collapsed and Elek fell unconscious, severing the connection between him and Alice.

In this time, the group had moved hurried in the sewers, choosing the quickest although most narrow and uncomfortable route that led to outpost in sewer number seventeen. Breathing heavily, dirty, the guards carrying Elek were first to appear, starling Leila, who jumped up, ready to defend. Aiolia came next, furious as a serpent. "What you staring at?! Get local medic here, FAST!" she demanded of the confused mercenary. Leila nodded, and rushed off, knowing which sewer part the man was currently located at. She also noticed the white haired man, pushing wheelchair with girl that seemed dead, who came in a little after Aiolia, with a gun pointed at his back. They had to be the cause of this whole ordeal...