Sneaking Out

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CCTV RH Camera #15

The Red House

Front Entrance

Põhiliin, Ida Koi, Ida Koi
Vaylien 4th, 1960; 10:23 AM

Several guards would be idly chatting between each other, paying no mind to the empty room. They'd be on alert for anything that shouldn't be there, but with their backs turned to the door, the cloaked figure was able to slip out before anyone would notice.

Playback revealed the figure had been waiting for upwards of twenty minutes for the guards to look away, before they were able to sneak through the door without the soldiers noticing.

CCTV Traffic Camera #201

Corner of Capital Drive and Lumin Street

Põhiliin, Ida Koi, Ida Koi
Vaylien 4th, 1960; 10:31 AM

The cloaked figure finally lowered the hood, stopping and leaning against the wall of a bakery. The large bluish-purple antennae sprung up, freed from their clothy prison. The figure sat there for a few minutes, regaining her breath. She received a few looks from passersby, some just glancing, others seemingly curious, but most picked up their pace after just a few moments of seeing who it was.

CCTV RH Camera #29

The Red House

Main Security Room

Põhiliin, Ida Koi, Ida Koi
Vaylien 4th, 1960; 10:36 AM

The guards would be gathered 'round the debriefing table, a large Celöösan male soldier standing at the end of the table, fury in his eyes. "Where is she?!" The guards, made up of a multitude of various species and races, would all collectively shrug, none having seen the one in question since early that morning. "You've let the most important person in this entire country just up and leave without anyone to watch over her?" He'd back-hand one of the nearby soldiers, knocking him out of his chair and onto the floor.

"I want her found in the next ten minutes otherwise I WILL HAVE EACH OF YOU EXECUTED BY TONIGHT! DO I MAKE MYSELF PERFECTLY CLEAR?!" There would be a resounding "Yessir" before the soldiers fled the scene, leaving the head alone in the room. His grip on the table was nearly white-knuckled, his anger audible through the camera's small microphone.

CCTV Traffic Camera #202

Corner of Capital Drive and Lõuna Boulevard

Põhiliin, Ida Koi, Ida Koi
Vaylien 4th, 1960; 10:37 AM

The cloaked figure would be sitting next to a few random citizens, one of them playing a guitar while the others seemed to be trying to ignore the short moth next to them. The moth would lean forward some, poking herself into the middle of the small crowd. "D-do you mind if I see your guitar, sir?" The man would stop playing, looking up at her. He'd seem to freeze as he stared at her, before nodding and handing the guitar gently over to her. She'd lightly strum it, fixing a flat string, before she'd begin to play it, the others staring at her as she does so.

Mine eyes have seen the glory
Of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage
Where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning
Of His terrible swift sword;
His truth is marching on.

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.

I have seen Him in the watchfires
Of a hundred circling camps
They have builded Him an altar
In the evening dews and damps;
I can read His righteous sentence
By the dim and flaring lamps;
His day is marching on.

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.

He has sounded forth the trumpet
That shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men
Before His judgement seat;
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him;
Be jubilant, my feet;
Our God is marching on.

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.

In the beauty of the lilies
Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom
That transfigures you and me;
As He died to make men holy,
Let us die to make men free;
While God is marching on.

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.

CCTV Traffic Camera #202

Corner of Capital Drive and Lõuna Boulevard

Põhiliin, Ida Koi, Ida Koi
Vaylien 4th, 1960; 10:45 AM

One of the Red House Labeled Jeeps would arrive on the corner, the group of people having grown larger over the past couple of minutes. The guards would exit the vehicle, walking over. They'd shuffle into the crowd before they'd finally reach the source, the small moth and some citizens sitting about singing while she plays the guitar. At the sight of the guards, she'd pause before handing the guitar back to its original owner. She'd bow to them before following the guards away, the crowd watching them get back into the car before they all disperse, going back to their daily lives.