OOC Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=208157.0)<br/>Brief (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=208159.0)<br/>Dossiers (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=208158.0)<br/>Interest and Recruitment (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=206965.0)<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/><div align="center">(http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa248/Impervium2401/2d65a95d-47bc-4318-b57d-c648867ce2b7.jpg)</div><br/><hr/><hr/><hr/><br/><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 28pt;">ARCTICA</span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Act III: Portents</span></strong><br/><br/><strong>The past is writ upon the stars.<br/> </strong></div><br/><hr/><hr/><hr/><br/>As the odd text vanished from the screen of your MONA, dissolving in a swirl of red and black error text, there came a knock at your door.<br/><br/><em>rat-tat-tat</em><br/><br/>Perhaps you looked up, wondering who they were and what they wanted and if it had anything to do with the strange message you just received.  It may be taken as odd that they even knocked; the only lock the door had was on the outside, like a dog cage.<br/><br/>The room you sat in was much like the door: nondescript, built from cheap prefab plastic the color of curdling milk, and constructed with the intent to keep you safely inside.  There was a surprisingly comfortable cot on one side, and a small drawer packed with a set of arctic (http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa248/Impervium2401/f9e8831a-3b44-4aa2-91d9-7e87fc814177.jpg) clothing (http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa248/Impervium2401/8b81d344-b5ef-43e5-818b-ae2bd588d670.jpg), all in your size of course.  As the temperature had been dropping steadily since takeoff two hours ago, this would likely be a good find.<br/><br/>Besides the clothing drawer, there was little else.  A small sphere of a window showed only blackness and the rhythmic flash frames of snow hanging in mid-air, illuminated by the lights on the wingtips.  A fluorescent light strip was embedded in the ceiling, which itself was a scarce 190 centimeters high.<br/><br/>Of course, there's also the MONA.  It resembles an iPhone, although slightly smaller and thicker.  It's surprisingly dense, and you have a feeling that it would take some serious force to break.  There's an antenna built into the case that can be extended, as well as a small cubby where a simple rubbertip stylus is kept.  On the back, your name and a string of seemingly random alphanumeric digits are etched into the plastic.  When turned on, you have the choice to access either the Brief or the Communications modules.  Only the Brief is currently accessible.<br/><br/>The knock came again, more insistent this time.<br/><br/><em>rat-tat-tat-tat</em><br/><br/>In your hand, the MONA buzzed quietly:<br/><br/><strong>ALERT</strong>: A new item has been added to the<strong>Brief</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=206965.msg10149985#msg10149985).