Imprisonment

[Warden]

Anya returned to the darkness of her office, sealing the folder and filing it in the outbox to the Civil Minister. She looked away from the papers on her desk and turned her attention towards the door, staring into the distorted light that emerged through the window. One could never tell whether it was day or night on the Vierlande, but Anya was sure it was deep into the late hours of the day after the inspection. She sighed deeply, and opened the orders from the Reichstag as her last act before the day.

Anya Amsel - Rheinland Federal Police
Warden's Office, Vierlande - Sector D6, Hamburg

Prisoners required for military testing in Hamburg. Suggested subjects:

Male
Age 22-36
Political Undesirables

Enclosed are forms entailing the prisoner transfer to Mainz Storage Facility.

- Defense Minister Guido Gross


Anya smiled, thinking back to the LWB who had caused so much trouble that night. What was to be done, and how it was to be done, didn't matter to Anya. It was not hard to remember several other residents of the prison Anya would also enjoy sending to this testing. She removed the transfer papers and entered in the necessary information.

Name: Helmut Mueller
Sex: Male
Age: 26
Height: 5' 8''
Weight: 168lb
Affiliation: Landwirtrechtbewegung

Name: Udo Johannson
Sex: Male
Age: 34
Height: 5' 9''
Weight: 152lb
Cell Block: A
Affiliation: Bundschuh

Name: Jonas Decker
Sex: Male
Age: 25
Height: 6' 3''
Weight: 208lb
Cell Block: C
Affiliation: Bundschuh

Name: Katya Kuhler
Sex: Female
Age: 35
Height: 5' 4''
Weight: 138lb
Cell Block: C
Affiliation: Bundschuh

Name: Isabelle Koch
Sex: Female
Age: 28
Height: 4' 11''
Weight: 128lb
Cell Block: B
Affiliation: Red Hessians


Anya sat back, looking at the work she had done today. For all she knew, she had condemned five people to a horrible, painful death. The thought didn't strike her as necessarily unjustified, seeing as how the people resided in the Vierlande. In one way or another, they must have deserved such a punishment.

Anya leaned forward again, returning the pen she held into her left hand to write out escort assignments for the best pilots she could bring to mind. Instead of retrieving the necessary forms, she rose, and exposed herself to the bright light outside her office.

"Johann?" Anya asked, as she opened the door to the prison's staff quarters.

"Yes, ma'am?" Johann replied, looking away from his duties at his assistant's desk.

"Do you think yourself prepared to accompany me on a special assignment?" Anya asked, rather nervously.

"Of course, ma'am," Johann replied in proper Rheinland Federal Police fashion, "I'll have the papers ready before I retire."

"Thank you, Johnn," Anya replied, and closed the door to the staff quarters.