CHAPTER 36
Inside the dining room of the imperial base, the Pyramid, all that everyone was talking about was commander Gilgard’s untimely demise. Lieutenant Alexy stuck a fork into the protein foam she had begrudgingly been nibbling on, turning towards the crescent shaped window. Beyond the transparent polymer, there was nothing but the blinding white of the storm. However, the woman ignored it, lost in her own memories. She was distraught because of Pall’s death. Their brief relationship had left her with cherished memories, some warmth in that cold forsaken world. Knowing he was now gone had taken away from her the only thing that made her happy: the hope that one day she’d be with him again.
When an m-link message flashing on her wrist terminal woke her up from her thoughts, she felt
