Violet woke up with the sensation of fire coursing through her veins and a painful headache. Her eyes hurt and it took a moment for her to realize what she was looking at. Her apartment was a mess. As if burglars had gone through the place and had wanted to be absolutely sure that they hadn’t missed anything valuable. This would take forever to clean up.
What was happening to her? First at the imperialist camp and now here. Did she do this? How? Someone was knocking on the door. Quite loudly. Violet got up quickly and went to open the door. It wasn’t someone after all but something. One of the security robots was on the other side of the door.
“What is the nature of your emergency?” It asked. “Do you require assistance.?”
How could she possibly explain this?
Violet opened her mouth
