The govoner was in the back of her comand banblade alone, she hailed the tanked comander "i wnat this room sealed and all survaleince equipment disconected", the driver did not respond but she heard the metal groun ans the locks rolled into place on the doors, she trusted that the cammeras where off as well, sitting at the monitor she punched in an acsess code onto a sucure channal, within moments a grainy piture revealed the face what was unmistakably a techpeist, the govener looked the piture in where she asumed his eyes had once been, "progress report" she said calmly.<br/><br/>the preist spoke with a rasping artifical wezze, "we have began the transportation prosses of the cargo to level 99, all of our benifactors have been informed of the situation" the techpeist stoped "if this infestation escilates, the combined pycic pressence could draw a hive fleet to us"<br/><br/>the govener lent back in her chair, "what off the mine system" she asked,<br/>The tech peist looked downcast "it is grave news<br/><br/>As the preist reported, the goveners face became paler and paler.