Four men, four women, each clad in simple fatigues, lay in the massive coffins. Several of them were scarred, tough looking folk. Their breath misted in the cool surroundings.

Another computer, this time, inside the room, came to life,and data flickered over it's screen.The red-haired woman who had mistaken the satellite for a plane, moved towards it, and started going thorugh some proceedures...

"Eh, you know what you're doing? Don't want them getting pissed at us?" Blade inquired, while pointing at the strange people.

"Huh!" She snorted in disadain. "I'm a network system's analyst, web designer and occassional hacker! This system's government issue...typically they used cheap stuff! Like eating gravy...hold on...ah...there we go!"

And she started a display on a huge monitor at the end of the room, names and data began to emerge...faces...the people in the coffins!