Breaking the Spirit

[Heresy]

The Libertonian man rambled on about good flying, contracts, perks, potential jobs and the like. At the end of it, Timothy politely declined his offer, and they parted ways, to the annoyance of the well-dressed man.

The three of them made their way on foot to the nearby police station. As Tim approached, he was slightly taken aback by the well-armoured appearance of the building. This was certainly not like the personnel centre where Tim took his captured pilots to be transferred to their various destinations. Even though Tim had lived in the area for a few years now, hed never had the need to visit the station. He was usually laying down the law under contract, rather than asking the police for help.

As they passed into the bowels of the station, they passed many security doors of progressively higher level. The place was like a maze, but the two women knew exactly where they were going. Eventually, they reached a level 10 security door, made of what looked to be Tungsten Carbide. As they passed the open entrance, Tim noticed that the door was two feet thick.

Wow, this building must be like a fortress. All this security in a police station...

Yeah, its a bit ridiculous, though this is one of the newer stations. Apparently, it was designed to survive a 50 megaton fusion blast from the roof of the building, though I reckon thats an exaggeration. Such a shockwave would easily tear a city apart, so I dont think this building could withstand it.

Well, just as a precaution... Timothy laughed in sarcasm.

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