Phoveous need to rest. After he rest. I will talk to him to confirm everything.
I followed a soldier to a lounge in the medical bay that I'd never even noticed.
The sofas were grey and the only decoration in the room in an attempt to
bring it to life was an assortment of artificial plants which although fake,
looked like they, too, had the life drained out from them by the base.
Sometimes I wouldn't be surprised if the once happy souls who entered the base were used to fuel it. That was the only conclusion I could come to that
would keep such an enormous place up and running. Inside, Mark and Francine were snuggled together on the couch to the far side of the room.
Mrs Maldivo was up to give me a hug and a kiss on the forehead before
could greet the pair. Mark gave me a solemn nod
