[ WP ] Since birth , you have always had a bad sense of direction that would defy the laws of logic and space . Instead of arriving at your destination , you would end up in places or areas impossible for normal people to get to .

*Doorbell ringing* 
 
 Hmm, now who could that be? I stand up from my desk and walk to the security monitor in the next room. What the hell? How did someone get to this facility without being detected. Normally, if someone were to just walk up to the Gate then they'd be apprehended by an MTF unit. But, somehow a man is waiting. 
 
 `` MTF-unit'Cerberus', please deal with the visitor at Gate C. Lethal force is authorized if the man attempts to try anything funny.'' I speak into a microphone on the security desk. 
 
 *Man* 
 
 This certainly does n't look like the ski lodge. It looks like a bunker of some description. But, I should ask whoever's inside for directions. My family is getting antsy. I should have let Jessica drive, but my damnable pride forced me to try my luck. God I have absolutely no sense of direction. Eventually, several heavily-armed men exited the bunker and told me to get my family and enter. Something about questioning, but I'm not about to question the men with guns.
