The high-security ward at the Crimson Operations Facility was usually vacant, but today two soldiers could be seen standing guard in front of one of the cells. Their postures weren't perfect and they had been feeling bored for a while since their shift was nearing its end.
Still, the ward's security cameras were always on regardless of the number of detainees, so the soldiers didn't dare leave their post or neglect their guard duties in any other way, their only source of entertainment being the occasional brief exchange between themselves.
"Shouldn't Reece and Nick be here already?" the blonde one suddenly questioned.
"Don't get your hopes up—punctuality isn't their strong suit. I don't know why no one ever mentioned this to you, but during the first year after our transfer, that idiot pair used to get penalized at least twice a week for being late for morning PT."
