Yes

"Morwen, we're running out of--"

With a click the vid-droids spotlight went out, and it spun around to her pursuers, turning its light back on so that the viewers could watch in suspense as Hunters felt around for her in the dark. Stiletto sighed, and as quietly as she could, moved over to hug the wall. The water was thinnest there, and she hoped it would be enough to avoid making noise.

The first hunter dropped down, carrying a disorientor of his own. He shielded his eyes from the spotlight, and looked around. "I know you're down here, my sweet," he taunted. "Come out, come out, wherever you are."

Stiletto bit her lip. Disorientors were not difficult to aim, and if she was spotted at medium distance he could make quick work of her. She tasted the cum plastered on her face, and suppressed the urge to spit. Something about the taste, though, made her feel a bit weak. She figured it was just the lingering affects of the ****, but then realized that her heart was racing, and not just out of fear. The first hunter started slowly toward where she had last been seen online.

A second pair of feet dipped out of the top of the manhole. "Shit," Stiletto whispered. He wasn't alone.