I respawn outside the bridge, breathing heavily and with my fists and suit still stained with Nega Salts blood.
"Dude, you ok?" Efink asks, laying a gentle hand on my shoulder, "What happened in there?"
"I...I dunno man it happened so fast, I mean, Nega Salt, that asshole!" I say, punctuating the last word by punching the wall then slumping down against it.
"Yea, he obviously wasn't as on the straight and narrow as I thought."
"Oh, he was on the straight and narrow, the straight and narrow directly to dickhead-ville."
Efink chuckles, despite the situation, and offers me a hand. "Come on man, let's go clear our heads, yea?"
I look up at him, and begrudgingly accept the hand, Efink pulling me up and then leading me to my room.