A dozen hours after Anna's attack, with a POP, a large portion of the world's television signals were hijacked, including some computer screens in Underground London.
Resolving this interception was simple, yet when they saw the person on screen, they all stopped involuntarily. It was 315. She was still alive.
"I suppose I don't need to introduce myself, right?" Anna said calmly into the camera, her expression solemn. "Yes, I'm still alive. The IMF can't take me down that easily."
Everyone fell silent. They seemed to understand what Anna was about to say, and their breathing grew hurried.
"The IMF's anomaly absorption combat group is about to be formed. What are you all waiting for? For someone to negotiate with you? Stop dreaming!
"Wake up! All of you have been fighting the IMF for so long. Haven't you realized it yet? To them, we're just a bunch of beasts! Once they fully master anomaly absorption technology, they'll treat us like cattle and sheep!"
