Elvis Preston Return

As he fell to the floor, she hurled her foot at his face, instantly knocking him unconscious.

Within minutes, the control room was silent, its crew knocked out with non-lethal efficiency. Lara stood alone among the unconscious bodies, her breathing steady as she surveyed her handiwork.

"Sorry, I'm not sorry," she whispered while moving towards the panels of control that were laid out before her.

"Time to shut this party down." A victorious grin appeared on her face as she spotted the switches with a dome sign.

"But I probably need to learn what they each do first," Lara mumbled as she couldn't tell which section each of the switches affected.

She checked around the place for some sort of handbook or guide but couldn't find anything. Every other person in the room beside her was already asleep, so asking them was out of the question.

After observing for a few seconds, she started to take note of the footage on the panels before her.