Compared to her previous experience, when the glass wall which sealed her inside the container opened, she was not flushed out with the water inside. In fact, there was no water to speak off. Twelve hours ago, she emerged from a vessel, with a little more ability to observe the environment around her. Then she was placed inside the one she had just exited with a strange helmet clamped over her head.Â<br/><br/>Now, Vetilla stepped from the vessel into the empty room. The clean air felt tingly. No, she corrected herself, cold, the air was cold. An automated female voice came from concealed speakers, "Vetilla Matthews, please put on the grey jumpsuit at the far end of the room."<br/><br/>Her eyes swiveled to the side, picking out a tray of folded clothes that were not there previously. Red, black and grey. Wondering who else were the jumpsuits for, Vetilla put on the grey jumpsuit. It fitted her form Â perfectly, unsecured utility buckles swung softly along her forearms. She wrapped these around her arm and secured them. Finally, she pulled on the black heavy-duty boots left under the table. The automated voice came again, "Exit the room."<br/><br/>Vetilla left the room through the sole entrance and promptly ran into a lady in a lab coat. "Hello, Vetilla," Eline Mason smiled.<br/><br/>"Sorry for the wait, but I believe we have important matters to discuss?"<br/><br/>"Yes, if you would follow me," The lady started walking down the corridor and Vetilla followed, "Now, just three hours ago, we have received a report from our UAV drones, we have spotted a campsite near the border. We believe that this make-shift campsite is built by the Espers."Â<br/><br/>"And what would the program have me do?" Vetilla's boots made no sound as they continued.Â<br/><br/>Eline did not answer the question immediately, "A platoon along with the Android squad has already been dispatched the location. You will be air dropped into friendly territory and will proceed to capture or dispatch the Espers. Eliminate them if they resist." Eline stopped before glass doors which slid open upon their approach.<br/><br/>Vetilla filed through the doors towards the C-5 aircraft. "Got it."Â