<P>Dominic gave him a sharp glance. "Don't let your guard down. They don't expect something like this. And I can guarantee you that once we get in there, and into the bowels of the compound... Things are going to be a challenge. A real challenge..." He drifted off. There was a sullen, sorrowful sound to his voice.
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<P>He still couldn't shake the feeling that he wasn't in control of his own body. He felt like he could dodge bullets. He'd been moving more stealthily, and been more agile than he could ever remember being before. It disturbed him greatly. And on top of all of it, he sensed a looming presence of danger somewhere ahead. He had a very bad feeling about all of it.
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<P>Spontaneously, he snapped to attention, and stood upright. He turned to Brian, and said, with a very odd tone, "I'm sure there's much more in store for us inside. The games, after all, have just begun."
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<P>He then proceeded to bolt across the UNATCO HQ lobby, letting the security camera there momentarily spot him, and reset.
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<P>Brian followed shortly afterwards. Just as he entered through the doorway he could hear Jess mutter something about Dominic not acting right.
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Yet another UNATCO servant dwelled along the path of Dominic's invasion. This particular one was stationed at the retinal scanner, his desk sitting in that tiny secured room behind the glass window. His job was to make sure nobody entered the compound that wasn't supposed to, and to occasionally glance at the camera viewscreens before him, through which he had views of the lobby above, and the front doors outside of the compound.
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<P>This soldier had been bouncing a rather worn tennis ball against the wall, catching it again, and throwing it again, when he noticed, out of the corner of his eye, that the guard who were supposed to be stationed at the gate outside, and in the lobby, were seemingly... missing. Entirely gone from their posts.