Shut Down
Mute City
Max had been guided through the facility the previous day, shown the places he was to patrol regularly, given instructions on certain procedures within the facility and ultimately given the tasks he was to perform while there. The place was so vast, beyond what he had already initially seen, how the world didn't know of such a place was beyond him, but then again a secret organization wasn't very secret if people knew, right? Logical enough, he left it at that.
He woke up the next morning, today would be the start with his first routine patrol. His things were packed away, and his favourite posters of the old film 'Loveless' was scattered across the walls, and even a few pictures of him and his old team members, yep, right at home. His gun and its various parts was spread across a desk, longer barrels, shorter ones, larger mags and spares, plus various boxes holding different types of bullet, though he'd only relied on his regular 9mm rounds for the most part.
Max put his hands behind his head, the facility may have had people working 24/7 but at night most of them still slept, save for those that needed to stay awake and all of the night watch.
His head turned, eyeing the digital clock beside his bed, 5:57 am. He'd gotten to sleep early so he could get a fresh start on the day, sure security was a boring job but along the way he could learn things about the place, even get an idea of the people and look out for anything to suggest anyone here being the type to aid in breach of security.
He slipped off the bed, heading for the shower; best clean up first before heading out.
Max stepped out of his room, adjusting his slacks and making sure the buckle of his belt was locked in place. He'd put on a harness over a vest today, his military issue handguns on either side of his chest.
The facility was quiet, despite so many people being here, even with guards around it had an eerie feeling to it. He wouldn't let it bother him. His feet led him away from the barracks back to the rail looking down upon the lower levels. He'd patrol from the lowest levels up, or at least the lowest he had access to.
The SOLDIER made his way around the facility taking the first elevator he could find down to the lowest level possible for him, stepping out with a fresh breath, down here it seemed dark, almost gloomy, though he could see ahead of him fairly well. Looking up the light seemed to eventually grow brighter as it rose.
Max turned down the hall, remembering the guide form yesterday. There were various, supposedly dangerous projects here, all being researched under careful supervision. But one could only wonder when something would go wrong.
He wouldn't doubt these people though, they'd done a good job of hiding, and so that meant security wasn't such a problem, but even the best could do with prudence should the worst happen. Max chuckled at himself, why was he getting so worried?
He passed a final door, only to stop, feeling the irony press down on him.
"… Oh crap…"