Utterly Mad

Greer:
You step in and confidently greet the bandits.
They turn hastly, carrying crude weapons made from scrap. Their clothes are dirty and worn.
The one that was complaining speaks up,
"FUCK! I knew we shoudn't have raided a tower caravan! I KNEW-"
The one who was working on the locker interupts him,
"SHUT UP BILL!"
He lowers his weapon, and speaks directly to you.
"Listen, pal. If you're here about the caravan, just listen for a moment. There's enough to gain here for everyone..."

Sammy & Lucy:
Each doing yours to gain the figure's attention, it seems to work. The character gets up quickly, then walks on over to the door.
With a click and a clack, the door goes open, and an average-looking character emerge from it.

The man is wearing a a suit made of scrap plates, a gas mask, and a metal helmet. He's also carrying a gun, a medium-caliber one.

He looks at you, casually aiming his gun from the hip.
"Listen, I don't want any more problems here. I'm having a hard enough time getting things to work here, so it would only be salting wounds to kill and or rob me."

Griffin:
You struggle to open the cage, to break it, anything. But it's sturdily built, and the lock is complicated.

The woman struggles as best she can, and the man merely chuckles.
"Don't be like that now honey, I just want to strip your flesh from your bones!"

With everything seeming lost, suddenly the doors swing open heavily, smashing into the walls beside it.
And in comes 2 dirty-looking men, lead by one equally dirty woman. They all carry pistols, and they are all wearing some blue cloth tied around their left arms.

They waste no time putting lead into the butcher, leaving him to fall lifelessly to the ground.
The woman that was almost killed, runs screaming out of the room, past the armed people.

It doesn't seem like they've noticed you.

Graham:
You put too little faith in old-world technology, as both the elevator and computer function. If just a little choppy.
And the elevator has over 100 floors, so which button should you push?

Sammy:
The stranger is suprised at your sudden contact, seemingly unsure about what to do.
"Eh... Well, yeah I could use some help... If you aren't gonna kill me..."

Griffin:
The woman notice you, and walks over. She shoots the padlock, and it falls down on the ground, leaving the cage open.
"There, you're free!"

Greer:
The bandits stay silent for a moment, look at eachother, then shake their heads.
"A shame then..." the leader summarize.

He then swiftly pulls the locker down, blocking of the other path of the room, then he and his friends dash through the door behind them, leading to a stairwell leading up.

Sammy & Lucy:
The stranger lowers his gun.
"Well, if you'd like to help... You see, I've been trying to get this factory into a functional state, but since the basement generator is offline, I can't really do much, and it's guarded by a bunch of robots."
He points at the left-most door.
"If you could go down there and turn it back on, it would be great. And I'll let you keep whatever you find down there."
The maintenace-bots idly work in the background, ignoring the conversation.
"By the way, I'm Gerald."

Griffin:
The woman smiles.
"Thanks for the offer, Griffin, but the lawbringers don't need much help. It's a constant fight against injustice, but we manage."

You fail to find your gear in the butchery, maybe it's outside.

"We are always looking for more recruits though..."

Greer:
You hurl the locker out of the way, and give chase to the bandits.

Soon the pursuit ends on the roof of the hall.

Cornered, with no way down except through the staircase, the bandits ready their weapons to fight.

"FUCK... FUCK... FUUUUCK!"

Graham pushes the 65th button, if they're not on that floor he'll work down until he hits the lobby again.

"Mkay, let me try something." Sammy said as she approached the maintenance robot. She wraps an arm around the robot and lifts her leg on it seductively and coos, "Need an oil change you well put together robot."