Jenova Corp. HQ
Seattle, Washington
“Department Chief! Chief! Where are you!?” From a transparent screen projected above the air, Tyron’s scream resounded through the quiet office of Cedric Lowe.
“Mr. Lowe is not here,” Candice, Cedric Lowe’s Secretary, replied with equal apprehension. “Why? What’s going on?”
“I don’t have time to explain but he needs to be here right now!” Tyron spat out urgently and Candice immediately manipulated her company phone to browse Cedric Lowe’s contact number, a Jenova Corp. classified info that only she and the President knew.
“Alright, I’d contacted him. He’s on his way.”
She said, and after a while, inside the Main Server where the heart of Jenova Corp, Gaia Memory resides, Cedric Lowe entered, welcomed by a mayhem.
“What the, what is it? What’s goin
