Kassel College headquarters, central control room.
Professor Schneider had just finished his dinner. He pushed away the ceramic dinner plate, and the table knife inside slid across it with a crisp, metallic clatter.
The central control room had already passed its clearing time, leaving him as the sole occupant of the vast room. He maneuvered his wheelchair to the center of the control room, the squeaking wheels sounding exceptionally distinct in the empty space. Outside, the night was similarly quiet. Of course, since he was deep underground, he had no way of knowing what the weather was like.
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