With sharp movements, rifles were pointed forward and goggles glinted in the darkness. The sweep was focused around the now dark Manager's office, every corner obscured by the old machines paid special attention to. But nothing was found out of place, no one discovered.
"Section 6, clear."
"Section 1, clear."
"Section 4, clear."
In a room with flickering monitors, a man with a strong frame was leaning forward, his hands supported by the desk upon which the monitors were placed, his face, the only one seen without a mask until now, stern. Unfortunately, the lack of light made his appearance unclear. The flickerings reflected in his eyes made him look thoughtful, his focus on the results being reported to him, before his pupils abruptly narrowed, and for the first time he lost his composure, evident from his voice despite his obscured face:
"We've been had!!! Abandon all plans and secure Section 0!!! Everyone, change to the secondary channel. Now!!"
