At long last, collecting themselves as they go, Our Loyal Troubleshooters finally reach their designated briefing area: Guardpost 33-J.  There is a blast door leading, apparently, to Corridor 33-J [Infrared].  There are three gi-normous laser cannons in turrets that can be trained on anyone within fifty meters of the blast door.  And in front of the blast doors and just off to one side is the security station: an armored box with a big armorglass shield, in which sits a man in a Blue uniform.  Something on the ceiling seems to have his attention--his head is tilted back and he seems to be saying something.  Of course, since the intercom is not active, you can't hear him.<br/><br/>He looks very happy.  He looks so happy, in fact, that he hasn't noticed you approach yet.  Perhaps you will need to get his attention?  He might be your briefing officer...