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Rett tightens his gloves, the black material stretching and then snapping in place. As he looks around, I take in my new surroundings, as foreign as when I first woke up to this life.
Rett is in a medium-sized room, along with a few other people. Greggor is there, dressed in the same black clothing as us. Two men and a woman are also suited up, their movements precise and confident. In the middle of the room, a table sits with an image projected above it. I recognize the Compound, Krysis’ palace, as it rotates and flips around, showing off all its different angles.
Jarom and Jamie both stand on the other side of the table, talking quietly. Rett takes this moment to acquaint himself with the other members of his team.
We walk over to the closest man. He’s thick-
