The alarm stops and troops drag the dead and unconscious underground to Secondary HQ.
I feel no guilt at all."welcome kylo" 339 says as she finishes scanning me.I am a high class highbred so i retire straight to the centre because its my turn to keep watch in the watch room.I walk down a long and dark corridor lit by two neon white strips of light trailing along the sides of the narrow corridor.I look to my left and smile as i see the deadened walking in straight lines,mining for precious materials in the human world.Finally i reach the watch room and sit in front of the millions of screens occupying each person in the world."Mist"i say under my breath as i read the file of the human I'm going to watch today.I notice that Mist has no surname,very odd as most orphans do inherit surnames.i ignore the thought and touch the metallic silver viewing ball.It liquifies and forms a square in which Mist appears and shes arrived at Heathrow Airport.
