North City Command Center
"General, is that the Mayor calling?"
A lean-looking officer pushed open the metal side door, entered the room, and looked up at the tall figure of Scott.
"Yes,"
Scott put down his wristlet and nodded gently.
"Is he calling at this time because he wants us to support South City?"
The lean officer hesitated.
"I'm afraid it's more than that,"
Scott shook his head and took a deep breath, "I have a feeling that the Old Geezer must have sensed something."
He turned back to the lean officer, "Are you ready?"
"Reporting to the General, all preparations are complete."
The lean officer's expression stiffened, he immediately moved aside, revealing the small door behind him glowing with light, and stood at attention.
"Good."
Scott walked past the lean officer toward the brilliance beyond the small door.
A long, temporary steel staircase appeared in his field of view, and he watched the steps as he lifted his foot.