Sitting at the command console in the NQS Alpha site, Tor looks at the readings coming from his Domain when the sound of a mirror breaking interrupts the quite hum of the room. “Son of a… What was that?!?” Tor says, but the people operating the other stations in the room look perplexed. “What was what, sir?” asks the pretty, blond woman at the communications console. “The sound of broken glass that just happened. Didn’t anyone else hear it?” All around the room, people shake their heads no. Tor says, “Great, so either I’m going nuts or it’s something that only I can hear. “ Tor’s eyes go blank for a moment then turn completely black. Shaking his head to clear it, Tor gets up from his seat. “Great, that damn fool is at it again.” Pulling a thick tome from thin air, he heads for the door. “I’ll be in my quarters. I am not to be disturbed unless something is going to explode and kill us all... again.”
