The Cardinal Directive: Mission Log #20

Morning in the lion's den

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It’s barely morning in Piket Rock.

The sun hasn’t even risen above the horizon line yet.

Despite this, there’s already motion throughout the streets of the little town, black-clad members of the Hand hurrying in small groups to start the day.

Outside the confines of the biodome, a low, heavy fog roil and churns, stirred up by the horde still endlessly circling the town.

Inside the harrier’s quarters, Solena and Maven remain not far from where they started the night, bound at opposite ends of the room. They both stir as the jammer disengages and the door creaks open, protesting against unoiled hinges. And who would step through but one of few familiar faces — Raymond.

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Sleeping bound up on a wooden floor was admittedly not the worst Solena had ever had it, but it came pretty close if you added the fact that she was surrounded by a layer of cultists who themselves were surrounded by an even larger layer of walking corpses.

She hadn’t slept well, predictably, and had been half-awake for at least half an hour by now, trying to get whatever rest she could before the day started. She was going to need her strength, after all.

Her eyes flit up as Raymond entered, the boy already making a beeline towards her without so much as a look in Maven’s direction.

He stopped a few feet short of her.