The Red Zone: A Deadly Threat to Alpha Station

General Noïntan Okto-Bar awaited them in the Alpha Space Station control room. The room was familiar to Jasper and Eliza. This was the nerve center of the station, and nearly every square inch of space except for the floor was covered with screens. Monitors of a variety of colors set against a black background displayed everything from the temperature of any given locale on the station to the number of inhabitants, from the chemical makeup of gases and liquids in the various districts to which doors were locked. From here, systems could be monitored and overridden if necessary. Life or death decisions were made by dozens of expertly trained technicians every second.

It was dizzying to look upon, even for spatio-temporal agents like the two who now entered. But they were used to the technology on display inside. What bothered them was what else was on conspicuous display this time: troops.

Jasper and Eliza exchanged glances. Something was definitely afoot.

Jasper was really starting to