Rushing to get ready for the grand gala that was to mark the completion of the Alpha-Theta Mark II production facility she took a wrong turn and ended up lost. Walking through one empty corridor to the next, hearing nothing but the whisper of movement from her clothes and the clacking of her heels upon the plastisteel floors. The facility was not in full production off and as such most of the lighting was dim and threw strange shadows.

Suddenly a light appeared to be moving in another corridor. Relieved she took the next turn, thinking that she would be back among the group. Embarrassed for not being ready but at least she would no longer be lost. However, as she ventured into the new corridor the light was not to be seen at all. A huge fan sat still, a silent guardian over the hallway. Suddenly the light was back and just a few feet away. It hummed of a life all its own and warmth flooded her. Without thinking she lifted her arm and started to reach out....