Adrien raised his hand, signaling everyone in the room to quiet down as the static-filled voice came through the comms.
"Captain, it's… hard to describe. You'll want to see this for yourself."
The sound of distortion and heavy wind nearly drowned out the soldier's voice. Adrien exchanged a tense glance with Billy before both of them hurried across the corridor toward the surveillance room.
The metallic hum of generators filled the hall as they stepped inside. The air smelled faintly of ozone and rainwater leaking through the ventilation shafts.
Jessica stood by the central console with the other staff. Her hands flew over the controls while several operators tried to stabilize the flickering feeds from the external drones.
Private Nolan-the soldier who had called Adrien-said with a shaky and uncertain voice. "Sir, something's happening out there in that storm. You need to see this."
"Put it on the main display," Adrien ordered.
