Epilogue
Chesapeake, Virginia
His gears were in a serious need of repair, as was the state of his former home. Dust had collected all over the couches, the place was still riddled with blaster burns and blood stains. The former base of the Wraiths was now a tomb of horrible memories. Scott was only thankful that Tracy wasn't actually there that night to experience them, in turn he would be programmed with the exact memories as well.
Things got boring for him over the next few months, as he worked tirelessly to repair the communications console. To pass the time, he watched old interrogation holos to get information about his former life. One holo in particular caught his attention, a talk with someone named Maglia.
Upon hearing what the man had to say, he began working double-time repairing comms, he needed to reach his sister, privately. The signal finally came through, it was weak, but connected. She looked shocked, like she had seen a ghost.
He looked into his sister's face, also seeing that the signal was fading fast, "Holy shit, it works! Tron can you hear me?" He asked.
"Scott?" She whispered.
"Listen, I don't have much time." He said. "I escaped The White House and the Evac Team was gone. I found something about the Atlas Card too. Can you get me in Chesapeake, Virginia? And Don't tell anyone."
The feed cut out. He could only hope she caught all of that in time. Now the only thing Scott could do, was wait.