SENJO<br/><br/>Bravo Team entered the facility marked 'Wood Shop'. Corporal Beneke stood in the walkway ahead of me, covering the long passage with his SmartGun. I squatted to his left rear, placed down my load and unclipped my pulse rifle, bringing it up to check the magazine, unclipping it, running a visual and slamming it back into the housing. I flipped the safety off. I motion-tracked my front and left. Nothing. To our right the pulses of Bravo Team moving through the Wood Shop returned as clear images, moving away from us parallel to the walkway.<br/><br/>I sensed Private law behind me, waiting.<br/><br/>Ahead of us towards the junction in the walkway where our blueprints showed the Habitation Wing to be I noted the unusual tonal value in the air, a faint shimmer. I likened it to the haze zone often encountered in temperate Earth climates at an altitude of around one thousand feet AGL where a band of warm air would settle and moisture droplets would condense out. It was well know to aviators. A line dividing two zones of different temperature, though it was unknown within structures.<br/><br/>From this distance I could determine little although the line appeared to become more clearly defined towards the Hab Block doorway.<br/><br/><strong>"Do you see that Beneke? Law? What is it?"</strong>