May 13th at 9:56am
SCENE 35
The servitor reacted the instant Doctor Bast lifted the newborn creature from the containment cradle. Red lumens ignited behind its metal skull while surgical appendages unfolded with sharp hydraulic clicks. The machine advanced immediately with its injector arms lowering into position.

Thanatos raised his lasgun, but LIV forced the barrel aside before he could fire. The servitor lunged toward Doctor Bast, but Adept LIV intercepted it, her mechadenddrites wrapping around its limbs while driving a data spike through the glowing port beneath its skull, causing the machine to freeze. Red emergency lights flash in the room.

-Ref 1- The nullification of this servitor was logged in the central command node of the facility
╙►Consequence 1- The system has confirmed our presence.
The reinforced blast gates start to close with a rusty sound when the group quickens through them to leave behind the breeding wing. In the corridor, Thanatos covers the empty and foggy space, moving his gun around each corner before advancing with the rest of the group behind him. The mutant cub in Doctor Bast`s arms emits a high pitch screeching cry.

-Why did you bring that thing?
The woman looks at the armed guardsman as if not understanding the question. -It`s… so little…
Adept LIV looks at the facility map over her field of vision and points to the left.

-Ref 1- The individual is an unknown species of xeno or strand of human mutant.
╙►Consequence 1- Ordo Biologis will be interested in the specimen
Commissar Bryce shrugs -It`s proof, in any case.
Three security guards emerged from the shadows wearing mining gear and rebreather masks. One of them raised a flashlight toward the group while reaching for his rifle. Thanatos fired before the man could speak. The first lasbolt burned through a guard’s throat, the second punched directly through another man’s visor, and Bryce shot the third through the chest as he fumbled for a vox transmitter.

Further ahead, LIV forced open a sealed blast door revealing an abandoned military sector filled with cracked barracks partitions and rows of rusted lockers. Thanatos stopped beside one locker and wiped the grime from its surface, revealing the insignia of the 82nd Chagoth Dragoons.

-I knew soldiers from this regiment he said quietly.
Adept LIV activated a nearby administratum terminal. Lines of corrupted text flickered across the screen: troop transfer authorizations, casualty reports and production quotas marked for Red Reach containment operations.

-He kept sending people here Thanatos muttered.
Additional files surfaced as LIV penetrated deeper into the archive systems. Repeated references to P1-10 refinement and biological yield reports appeared throughout every sector of the database.
Then LIV disconnected from the terminal and turned slowly toward Bryce.

-Ref 1- Central administrative systems remain active under Planetary Commissariat authority designation Jarsus Stulton. By his command, P1-10 refinement and export operations have never ceased.

-Ref 2-Last activation of Planetary Commissariat authority code goes back to 336 seconds
╙►Consequence 1- Jarsus Stulton is here.

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What to do now?
1 — You have enough evidence. Follow Stulton immediately
2 — Continue searching the abandoned military sectors
3 — Retreat and inform the High Comissariat of your findings