The forest canopy above the abandoned mansion was thick enough to blot out the twin moons completely.
In the underground laboratory buried beneath twenty meters of reinforced alloy and bioengineered rock, machines never seemed to sleep.
Banks of holographic displays lined the curved walls, their blue-white glow casting long shadows across a floor of polished composite.
'Helena' sat in a swivel chair near the central observation console, one leg crossed over the other, her posture was lazy and clearly bored out of her mind.
She turned her own light brain holographic display loosely upwards, its screen angled just enough for her to watch the group chat scroll by without appearing to care.
The messages rolled past, and 'Helena' smirked.
"Look at them, losing their minds." 'Helena' murmured, scrolling lazily with one finger. "All that military shits that they learned went up to smokes once a problem arrived."
