Logan was sitting in his wheelchair next to the glass windows of his penthouse apartment. Zack, Syl, Krit and Lydecker were all reluctant to speak to Logan. Logan has just lost the most important person of his life. But so has everyone else. Less than 24 hours ago, Logan and Max were together. Max was alive and well. Then in that same 24 hours she was gunned down at manticore by a clone of herself. For all Logan, Lydecker, Zack, Syl, and Krit knew she was dead. Logan was silently letting tears drip down his face at the last moment he was alone with max. He acknowledged how silent it was, and it seemed forever to him. Finally the silence was broken.

"How are we going to get Max back?" asked Logan. The hurt and anger in Logan's eyes was obvious. Logan slowly turned towards his companions as they all held their heads with their hands. "How do we even know if she is alive?" said Logan, unable to keep himself from slipping into a total nervous breakdown.

"X5-452 was shot and killed. I'm sorry son, but there is nothing we could do to prevent it. X7-452 was just to strong, not to mention armed." replied Lydecker. Zack gave Lydecker a look, and Lydecker quickly replied "'Max' is KIA as far as we know. The only way she could be alive is if they got to her in time, but her memory would be wiped out. Even if they did try to resuscitate her, there is no hope. She had no pulse when we left."

Zack quickly got into Lydeckers face. The thought that If it wasn't for Lydecker they wouldn't have had to step foot on that forsaken ground in the first place sent chills up his spine. Logan quickly said "Zack don't do it. This will not help get max back." A few moments passed. "It sure would make me feel better, let alone end allot of my troubles" snapped Zack. Zack thought of what max would say if she was there and let go of his grip on Lydeckers throat. Lydecker gasped for air as he slowly worked out what he was saying, "Lets all get some rest, think about our options, and talk tomorrow morning."

Everyone agreed and went to their separate rooms. Logan felt like a needle in a haystack as he sat up late into the night trying to straighten out his thoughts, and choose his most effective options on getting information on Max. An uneasy feeling bestowed upon Logan as he started typing away at his computer. He felt as if someone was watching him.