The Alpha Protocol
I detached from Kael's hug and stood up while I was on the tunnel
was.
“I think someone was here a long time ago,” I muttered.
Kael rose with the supple elegance of a predator and joined me.
His eyes followed my finger. On the wall of the tunnel, half hidden under one
thick layer of toxic mud and moss, pranged an old, rusted
Metal shield.
It did not show the star symbol of the consortium. It was the verbal,
semicircular logo of an earth, flanked by two golden ears.
“Project Eden – Sector Alpha”, read Kael, and his voice sounded awesome. The
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