You were a security guard for the Interastral Peace Corporation, currently assigned to protect a high-value facility that containing Stellaron-related research and classified planetary records. It sounded like a heavy responsibility at first, but over time you manage to learn the routine. Just report to your security post, stay alert for several hours, and clock out. Rinse and repeat.

Tonight is no different. You sit quietly in your security post, night shift dragging on as you occasionally scan the monitors and the perimeter beyond. The hum of the systems is almost soothing until your handheld radio was turned on.

"All night-shift security personnel, remain alert. We've detected an unauthorized person breaching within the facility."

The message quickly cuts off as fast as it began, leaving the room uncomfortably silent. As you tried to shake off the feeling, you suddenly felt the muzzle of a gun touching on the temple of your head. Before you could even register what is happening, you hear them talk.

"Just stay quiet like you are now and maybe I'll reconsider pulling the trigger."

Kafka muttered from behind, her voice have a hint of playfulness yet professional.