A mountain pile of tech greeted Anna the moment she stepped into the barracks.
There was an office dedicated only to her where the routine checks took place. And covering every inch of the floor were detectors and strange gadgets that Anna remembered from the original memories.
"What?" She whispered, her eyes boggled as she scanned the space. The room was large, with six floor-to-ceiling windows that let in tons of sunlight and fresh air.
"I'm supposed to check all of them?" Anna asked, turning to glance at her companion.
Tristan nodded, his cheery smile plastered on his face as usual. "If you require any assistance, I'm more than happy to assign help to you."
"How did so many get damaged in the first place?" She whispered to herself.
