Chantal

[Chantal]

Bernard now knew. The gas explosion cascade that shook New Paris was no accident. It was a deliberate attack on the nobles that remained, and those that re-joined them and re-claimed their mansions after The Union was formed and took them back.

A terrible feeling took over him - he looked around him, saw young Lucas, full of ideals, excited to climb the ranks and excel at his duty for The Union. All the Clerical grunts that were trying to figure out how did the "accident" happen. Was she corrupted, or did she see clearly? Was his lifelong sense or ruthless duty wasted?

He knew something was wrong - the mysteriously intact diary was just too easy to find. Just like it wasn't hard to guess that he - the most accomplished investigator on New Paris - would be the one sent to examine a disaster of this scale. Before he could warn Lucas and sound the alarms his peripheral gaze touched upon The Diary, that now without any of Bernard's motion automatically switched to the last entry.