Slowly she sits down behind her desk, looking at the log files from the latest incounter with the evil witch, Midia.
“When will she realise we will never surrender to her?” she asked herself.
The evnings incounter had her puzzeled.
“Is she trying to restart the Soul-net?” she though to herself. “ If she is we have to do everything possible to stop her”.
Meeting Orgale had made her realise that that was no ordinairy drone, it was almost like he had a soul himself, and meeting Midias demand to turn him over would be inhuman.
She taps the interface, trying to make sense of what had happend. Was it all a setup, or ded they really destroy Midias lab, setting her back in her plans?
“What secrets is hidden inside of him? How can we make sure that the Soul-net is never restarted?” she though.
“I know they want to find out how it works and try to use it for good, but how can we make sure that what starts as a good intention don’t turn bad, or fall into the wrong hands to be used for evil once again?”
Even though she herself never had been in the Soul-net she had heard the most horrible stories told by those that had been.
“How can we ever even think of rebuilding such a monsrtosity?”
The peolpe in Borealis had not taken Midia serously, but she knew fully what that evil woman was capable of, what she in the past had done to her husband, and to others.
“When will the madness stop? When will people understand what an evil creature she truly is? And how can anyone for one second think that that witch is in any way connected to either the Clan or the Omni-Tek. I know they are greedy and evil, but compaired to Midia they are mear Puppies compaired to a wolf.”
She starts typing a report, knowing that not that many will take her seroiusly, they missed most of what had happend, and formed their own oppinions.
“They did not see the fear in Orgale, the monsters she had in her lab and did not get these samples of her experiments, they just saw the people heckling her, it is a good thing she was in such a good mood and that we foiled her plans to devestate Borealis as a retaliation.”
She filed her report, packs the samples to have them brought to a lab and examined. “Maybe this will give us a clue to what she is up to.”
She encryts the report and send it, making sure that only the right people can read it, sends the samples to the lab via a fixer she knows she can trust to deliver it safely, the gets undressed and slip down next to her sleeping husband.
