[b]Hex High Security Prison “Yarvan”; Near "Command" - 4:00 PM[/b]

Stallman was just about to go off duty when the alarms went off.

Guards ran in all directions, with orders over the loudspeakers: "Attention! Security Breach! All divisions deploy, Command is going on lockdown; Southeast is compromised! All teams, isolate perimeter!"

Running into the command lobby, where guard officers, cameras and a growing crowd of general staff were already located, he asked one of the stationed agents what was going on.

"Hex attack. From what I hear, are organized. We're getting most of the personnel in here and out of A hall. If we can't lock it down in five minutes, we're gassing it."

Stallman thanked the agent but was secretly dismayed. [i]Gassing? Kill off everyone in A hall? That's not going to do at all...[/i]

He moved in the direction of the control room. With people going in and out frantically, he had no trouble getting in.

He looked around. Monitors everywhere, status reports coming in... chaotic. And there was one computer without anyone sitting there... [i]Now's the chance[/i].

Sitting down at the booth, he got a feed of hexes attacking the southeast wall and security system failure messages. A box was ready to be pressed. No doubt it was the one to gas the section...

Stallman closed the prompt and sent a feed to the Southeast Control Tower. "There's an attack on the west side! Anyone you can get, send there now. There's a level S on the way, repeat, a level S!"

He grinned when a few of the security guard squads in a matter of minutes looked around in confusion before heading into the wrong direction. Maybe, just maybe, the breach would succeed. Just then, he felt a hand on his shoulder and a slightly angry voice behind him.

"What are you doing on my terminal?"

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[b]Local Police Force Headquarters; Coffee Room[/b]

Halthar got yet another message. Sighing, he took the call. "What is it now?"

"We have a security breach at Yarvan. All agents are being called in. Get your ass off that chair and get moving!"

Almost spilling his coffee, Halthar got up and signalled to the Police Force sergeant sitting at the nearby table.

"Problem at Yarvan, have a squad follow me."

On that note, he checked his gun as he went into [url=http://i.telegraph.co.uk/multimedia/archive/02331/bondcar_2331649b.jpg]his car[/url], and drove off in the direction of Yarvan.