Chapter 57: Fallen Paradise

The elevator reached the B89 floor, where it led Tirana and Claros - Vayu to an almost entirely different world altogether. They arrived on a blindingly bright hangar that was full of white or silver futuristic alien machines, manufacturing even more futuristic alien equipment left and right. Messy sounds of clanking, whirring and drilling were all over the place.

Claros - Vayu twisted his nose at the strange, sterile smell. "The hell is all this?"

"It must be where they - oh my God."

Tirana discreetly pointed to something big at the end of the massive hangar. It was an enormous, circular silver steel gate that was labeled VORTEX - 02. There were mountains of glimmering silver ores around it that Tirana absolutely certain was the same alien material that made the concealing brooches and containers. Upon closer look, Tirana also realized the entire wall and almost everything here was of the same origin.

"So that's why we can't sense what these slick bastards up to," Claros - Vay