The M C S Pinged. Depot 12 Continued.

A group of men in masks and home made armor went for the airlock, crowbars in hand. After smudging the glass with their attempts, most of the crowd tired and moved on to another part of the complex. The masked men continued prying of the m c s set off the fire suppression system. Depo troble never realized how lonely it could get. How sad it took thre hundred, 38 hours and 13 minutes of down time for it to understand just how much working in the fab had meant to it. Hadn't appreciated until now.