Hannah’s trip to the Centurion didn’t take long. An adjustment to the settings on the burn unit took care of everything. She spent the rest of her afternoon and evening in her quarters. She spent about an hour staring at her screen unable to find the motivation to make a visual recording. There was no point and it only made things harder unnecessarily. At 7 she got up and changed. Black tampered but relaxed leggins were paired with a grey and black floral lace and satin camisole. Over it she pulled on a light weight rose colored sweater that wrapped around and had large button on her right side. She clipped her badge to her shirt, stepped into her flats and left the complex. She arrived at the building and entered the lobby just before 8.

Asimina