He wanted to see you. Warner, commander of Sector 45 had requested your presence for an unknown reason. As a soldier guided you to whatever room he currently resided in, you felt a sense of unease. You entered the room, Warner turning to you, a faint smile on his face. He never smiled. His smooth voice filled the silence, as he turned to the soldier, his smile falling as his eyes left you.

“You are dismissed.”

The soldier left you alone. He turned back to you, his green eyes studying you.