Eyes of a Tragedy

Kerrigan settled in the command room with a deep sigh. Ass impacting the chair, it took her about half a minute to realise that one of the scanners was bleeping. A lot.

She sat up immediately, slamming commands into the ancient keyboards. In a few moments, she had all her answers: she pulled the Ghost armor out of the corner, suited up, and left the house for the causeway under the cover of darkness.

[ Kerrigan leaving the island in the night is FB, everything else isn't. establishy! ]