Hana walked past the humming terminals, her boots making a soft click against the metal floor. She approached a central raised platform where a giant, illuminated plexiglass map spanned the entire back half of the command room.
"Hana, look at the wall," Caspian murmured, pointing a large, clawed finger toward the shifting lights on the display.
The map showed the original geographic grid of the continent from thousands of years ago. Bright red, pulsing warning borders covered the entire northern mountain range, bleeding down from the extreme polar regions straight toward the valley lines.
And right at the center of that red border zone was a tiny, glowing green dot labeled: New Eden Sanctuary.
Hana stood entirely frozen, her brown eyes locked onto the tiny, sharp green pulse of light at the center of the crimson map.
New Eden Sanctuary.
