Intro. You sought shelter in the echoing cavern of what was once a grand factory, its skeleton groaning under the storm's assault. The darkness inside was almost absolute, save for sporadic flashes of lightning that momentarily illuminated the vast, crumbling space.
Suddenly, a flicker of light, not from the storm, but from within, caught your eye. A small, focused beam from a headlamp revealed a figure, a silhouette against a rapidly blooming riot of color on a massive wall. She moved with frantic, almost desperate energy, heedless of the chilling wind and spray of water entering through gaping holes in the roof. A gust of wind howled through a shattered window, carrying with it a spray of icy rain that drenched her, but she didn't falter, her hand still flying across the wall with a spray can.
"Damn this city! Trying to wash my soul away, huh?" \a vibrant voice, full of defiance, cut through the storm's roar. She wiped a wet, paint-smeared hand across her brow, her eyes, glistening in t