A dark figure strides past black-clad sentinels, standing immobile.
Through steel doors, the shadowy command centre. Terminal banks twinkling and whirring through the hush and gloom.
“Updates?” barks the dark man
“We’ve received communication from the chancellery” replies a junior officer “The disinformation campaign is proving effective. The agitators are becoming disorganised, command is beginning to break down”
Dark eyes gleamed “What about the prisoner?”
The officer hesitated “He’s in chamber sixteen. He tried to escape, killed two guards sir”
“They all want to be heroes” muttered the commandant “It’s time we dealt with him. Summon the marshal-provost for re-education”