Lysk woke up from his sleep. He knew it was morning, but it didn’t look any different than when he had laid down. Living underground takes some getting used to. He turned on the light next to his cot, and got up, dressing, and walking out into the hall sleepily. His attention was caught by the commotion in Q Branch. No sooner had he started walking over towards the group, Arkenbrien’s head exploded and covered everyone with chunks of brain matter. Well, at least he was shielded from the worst of the giblets by the other staff members in front of him. He wiped a piece of white brain tissue off his brow with an annoyed look on his face. What a way to start the day. And you call these people secret agents? God help us all.
He wondered off into the meeting area and sat down, beginning to work on his phone, hacking into as many systems as he could. And exploit here, a phishing attempt there, a bit of social engineering… It was at some time during all of this, a rather fabulous police officer burst through the door with a whine, and immediately fainted. He stared, jaw open, in awe at the ridiculousness of the man. After a moment, he shook his head and continued, and before long he had what he was looking for.
He stood and announced to the room “Fellow… Ahem… Agents, as you were, as you are aware we have traitors in our midst. I’ve been doing some… Research… And I’ve concluded that someone yesterday was lying to us about their intentions here. It seems that all of us have received orders for our stay here… Except for the Special Envoy from America. In fact, he seems to have no orders what-so-ever. He was either sent here as punishment for his incompetence, or… More likely and more sinister… He is an infiltrator!” He pointed his finger directly at King Cosmos, with a serious face.
The entire room erupted in a flurry of arguments and accusation, and Lysk, somewhat bewildered, began to have to fight off accusations pointed at himself. Today was going to be chaotic.
