passwordAccess granted!
“Am I good or am I good?” Anna mumbled as she keyed in a series of commands that would transfer the Nassai back to its portable containment unit. There was a strange hissing sound as purple gas began to flow through the plastic tube. Slowly, the gas inside the tank grew thinner and thinner until it was gone. Only a vacuum would remain.
Crossing her arms over her chest, Anna pressed her lips together. She nodded once in approval. “Easier than expected,” she said, eyebrows rising. “We"ll get you out of this building and then you"ll be safe and sound.”
The LED on the portable containment unit flipped from a blinking red to a steady green, indicating the Nassai had been sealed inside. It was time to go. Anna retrieved her multi-tool.
She pushed a few buttons with he
