Remembering

We both managed to scrape together a respectable number of items before heading back into the Underground. We were exhausted and overheated, but I was at least hopeful. I had a decent shortlist of ideas as to what the tablet passcode might be, but there was no way I was going to attempt to get into it until I was alone.

After dinner, as promised- or threatened, really- Forty put us through sprints until we were ready to puke. Fortunately, she let us go after that, telling us that we needed to get some rest. “Everyone meets in the dining hall at oh-six-hundred for instructions on the raid,” she told us. “At this point, we still don’t have the final plan… Command is still waiting for some last-second data before settling on a strategy. Last I heard, the general idea is that we keep the guards at the entrance busy while another team actually goes into the building.”