VMMM…
The automatic door opened them into the interior of the ship, revealing a long corridor connecting them to the networks of mazes in the rest of the ship. They found themselves in an internal harbor system of sorts that managed to space pods and the spacecrafts that boarded the fleet carrier. Numerous naval officers maintained oversight in the execution of protocols when it came to spacecrafts and launch pods that entered and exited the Blood Arc.
They wore uniforms of the space force of the Blood Humanist Society, silently seated across an array of computer terminals in a spacious administrative office. Ria had no doubt that their neural inlays were communicating and coordinating numerous events across the entire fleet carrier, ensuring that the giant complex system of protocols prodded along smoothly.
The five of them received a neural transmission from the Pathwalker Management Division, featuring a map of the path that they needed to follow to their assigned bunkers.
