The capture of BPA finest, Superintendant Hone. Now in Chains! Again...

[Marcus]

The Gaoler walked into the cell, three guards flanking him, tapping his repaired taser absentmindedly and looked up at the hanging officer and chuckled.

"I hope ye sleeped peacefully laddie, since ye gonna need it. Grab'm him lads"

The other guards surged forwards and pulled him down, tieing his hands behind his back and pulling a hood over his head. Then pushing Hone along in front of them they march him out of the cells and along a set of corridors. Walking down the gangway from the Revolution, still under repairs in the hanger. They exited the hanger, navigating a maze of corridors until they approach one of the many large rooms that made up the stretching megalith station of Gravagh. As they neared cheering and banging could be heard from the other side of a pair of double doors.

"Here we are lad, lets see 'ow ye tricks work in 'ere"

Opening the doors the sound roared over them, ripping off the hood he pushed Hone out into the blinding light and, laughing, he slammed the door closed behind him.

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