Harsh white fluorescent light flooded the interrogation chamber in the Citadel science wing as the survivor council took their seats along the wide crescent table.
Resting on the table before them sat a clear plastic evidence container holding the forged emergency keycard and the encrypted municipal datapad.
Inside the mana-dampening restraint chair, former Vice Principal Joy sat trembling, her mascara smudged across her face as she glared at the assembly of students.
"Bring this meeting to order," the commander said, standing at the head of the council table with his arms folded across his chest.
"We are here to review charges of high treason and attempted mass sabotage against the sovereign residents of the First Citadel."
"This entire tribunal is an illegal circus!" the prisoner screamed, rattling the metal cuffs locking her wrists to the arms of the chair.
"You are children playing at government in an abandoned high school!"
