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On the first level, the guide found an empty room she herded us all into, then she wheeled in a cart full of battered and used consoles. “These aren’t connected to the Colony’s mainframe,” she assured us as she handed out the consoles. “You can play around with these and get an idea of what sort of programs we use here in the Oversight Center, but none of the changes you make to the data will be recorded. So have fun! You can’t accidentally mess anything up.”
I took the console she gave me and turned it on. It lit up blue the same way my console did, then the words Elder Logisticsappeared. I tapped the console to bring up a menu, to see what sort of files I could review. Probably nutrition information, maybe a list of people currently residing at the facility, or an idea of what sort of activities they did by looking through a recent supply order.