<div class="floatleft">(http://i1264.photobucket.com/albums/jj499/MzHyde/Payne1_zpsde90e142.jpg)</div><strong>-Mona Temple</strong><br/><strong>-The Desktop</strong><br/><br/>Mona glanced up as the lights went out for that brief moment. A blackout? A shutdown. It had been a long time since that had happened. She figured the Player must've shut it down in frustration. That happened from time to time. It usually wasn't a big deal. This time, however, things felt different. A crowd of guards gathered around Mass Impact, the game that had been played when the console was shutdown. She slid another cigarette out of her pocket and lit it up with a flick of her silver lighter. Smoke curled away as she moved through the crowd, pushing aside people as she needed to.<br/><br/><strong>"Detective Temple. One side, please,"</strong>she announced to those in her way.<br/><br/>Mona reached the front of the crowd and pulled aside one of the officers.<strong>"Keep this locked down until I get back. Don't let anyone in. Anyone who comes out, hold them here until I return." </strong><br/><br/>And so, weapon drawn, Mona stepped into Mass Impact.