Cassie sat at her desk in the underground offices of Sector X, looking over a file for her most recent mission. She frowned a bit as she flipped through the pages and groaned. "I though I left the military to avoid paperwork, but this job is lousy with it." She thought she was mostly muttering to herself, but one of her coworkers laughed and clapped her on the back.

"Cass, you should know this country loves bureaucracy." Cassie looked up at Kyle and groaned. 

"I still blame you for bringing me here."

"Guilty. Bar tonight? I'll buy?" 

"Sure. I'll see you later." Cassie waved to her friend as he walked off and sighed to herself. She figured a cup of coffee would be a good idea given the amount of paperwork she had. She got up, and made sure to check that she still had her trusty pistol on her person. Nervous habit from the war. As she turned the hall she saw an orb floating there, and before she could say anything, it rushed her and she fell down a hole!

She landed on her feet and looked around, trying to figure out what was going on, before spotting an arrow. She raised her eyebrow a bit, and undid the holster for her gun. She wasn't going to pull it out, yet, not til she was sure she was in danger.

She soon found her way to a room with a large conference table of sorts, huge computer, and a man. She looked at the hologram that seemed to display a picture of her as well as a profile. "What the..." She muttered to herself as she looked at the other man. "Who... what is going on here? Is this your fault? Is this some sort of prank. I swear if this is Brandon's fault I will end him."