I sat opposite the Director in his office. While it looked plush, the fact it lacked a window or two showing some scenery meant it lacked any real warmth. Instead, it was all wood panelling, a few pictures and works of art, an enormous bookcase. He noticed me glance around. "You get used to it, Captain."

"I'm guessing I'll lose that rank soon enough too."

He nodded, passing me across one folder. I opened it, not surprised to see paperwork that suggested they knew nearly my entire life. I flicked through it, all the way from my birth back home in Australia, they had my school records, my scores while...