The Meeting

Alasdair and Ry walked through the corridor and stopped in front of a set of double doors. Ry looked at Alasdair and gestured to him to open the door. Alasdair was naturally very nervous and all he wanted to do was turn and run away. Far, far away.

Opening those doors would be a wrong step in that direction. Ry sighed and shook her head and pushed it open herself. Inside was a long mahogany table with its centre projecting the live condition of every galaxy in their universe. The ground next to the table opened up and two chairs came out. Alasdair and Ry both sat down, waiting for their boss to show up.