Just as Yenames Clive finished consulting with his speechwriters who hastily drafted together a speech that amplified the themes of his earlier words, another alert soon pulled him out of his deliberations.
"What is the matter, Yorick!"
"Our guests… a third of the VIPs that we have invited have been abducted under our noses."
"Are you jesting?!"
Yenames Clive quickly called up the relevant feeds. Of the 24 surviving seating blocks that remained intact, 8 of them that happened to retreat towards the south or west direction had lost all of their occupants!
Both the invited guests as well as the guards had disappeared from all of the sensors!
"Where did they go?! Who took them away?!"
"Our men are still searching for answers, but the evidence so far suggests that they have been teleported to an unknown location with the use of exotic alien technology."
