Imprisonment

[Warden]

The orange mist of the Westerwald encircled Anya's Phantom as she flew alongside a new Armored Transport laden with the same human cargo as she had escorted to Mainz. The orange of the cloud was strangely stained, as if the maker of the system had taken up a new brush to it and augmented his original design.

Anya felt anxious. She didn't know what she was looking for and Johann was forced to remain at Mainz despite her insistent requests to Guido. The dust was foreboding, ominous. The green tint gave it a life of its own, and it called to Anya, warning her to break formation and leave, but Anya knew she couldn't do that. Her curiosity had gotten the best of her, and she knew it would not end well.

"Marshal Johannson," The new transport instructed, "Lead the pack through. Warden, follow second. Lieutenants, follow through last."

"Through what?" Anya inquired, just as a wall of purplish-green diamonds appeared in front of her.

"Through this, Warden." The transport captain responded, "A new...Development, of sorts. Now, then, lets get through to the facility."

Anya followed the captain's orders, feeling the anxiety increase her heart rate. The mines seemed to close in on her as she followed the marshal through this slender path of safety in the mines. His abrupt turns, his subtle strafes, all of them made Anya panic, both from the situation she was physically in, and the thought of what exactly she had agreed to witness.

Two minutes passed in the maze of purple. The guiding lights did little to reassure Anya of her safety within the haze. Passing the last light, Anya met a bubble within the mines. The orange-green of the cloud gave the shipyard cradled within an ominous visage. Her breath continuing its heavy trend, Anya was given the clearance to dock by Guido. She took closure in the thought of being in control of herself, at least to a minor extent, in the station.