A single lamp cast a patch of fluorescent light from above. A man sat at its center, elbows on his legs, his head hanging.
From the shaved head to the muscular body and the clothes he wore, one could tell at first glance that he was a soldier out of combat. Despite how lightly dressed he was, the freezing temperature of the room didn't seem to bother him.
The room itself wasn't very large, and beside the large window on one of its walls, it lacked anything that could be called decorations. The window was made from one-way glass, and beyond sat a man approaching retirement age, dressed in military garb, the expression on his face grim.
Robert Grimes was the head of security at the facility where he worked. In this day and age, security systems are mostly automated, with even the maintenance being handled by drones. It was both safe and convenient, lowering the risk of trouble that human errors might cause. This facility was different, however.
