~ Unknown location ~
Jarred entered a silent room and took his usual seat at the circular table.
There is one spotlight illuminating the center of the table, making everything outside the surface of the table fall into shadows.
Jarred reached into his inner pocket and retrieved a palm-sized golden medallion that is shaped like an octagon and has a hammer made out of a single black diamond in the middle. The medallion fits perfectly in the groove on the surface of the table in front of Jarred.
"Why are we here?", Jarred asked while looking at eight shadows seated around the table. This meeting came two weeks ahead of schedule.
The group gathered is known as 'the Council' and they have the power to influence politics, economy, military, and anything else that matters on Earth.
