Confidential

Special agent Celeste Malone stood awing over the aftermath left by the notorious DPK, the pyramid now a square bowl hollowed from the inside out, but there was no stone or sand left here.

She looked down and stomped her heel into the thick glass, so thick in fact it sounded like stone on impact, hard and creme of color, it boggled her mind what on earth those men used to cause this? A weapon that didn't exist yet, and that was a threat to national security.

"Robert!" She yelled to a man setting up scanning equipment one side.

"Yes Mam!?"

"What was the two planes they used again?"

"Hercules C-130 and a C6 Galaxy mam!"

A C6, that's a cargo plane, big yes so Celeste had no problem picturing someone drop a bomb out it's back, but according to the ordinance detection satellite the C6 only discarded one object about five miles west of the pyramid, then soon after the Ratel about a mile away.

"Any news on the first object the C6 dropped!?"