Austin coughs awkwardly, and says "Sorry about that. Uhhh, how about we get you two checked out?" He directs the two of you to a small hut full of lockers. He left you to a stern looking man. He took one look at the two of you, and says "I'm gonna have to search the two of 'ya for C-stimms and narcotics." After a quick search, the two of you turn out alright, and he directs you to the gate. With a loud groan, the gate is lifted up 20 feet by the crane, giving you our first look of New Venice. Hundreds of the hairless people walk along, shopping at stalls along the street or going inside of buildings. They were of all different skin and clothing color, giving the place a vibrant look. Hundreds of lights were strung between the buildings, lighting up the streets, illuminating the mishmash of buildings and people. Scrap metal buildings went side by side with modern looking concrete structures, and people dressed in business suits walked by people dressed in leather chestplates. It was a orgy of light, color, and culture.