I think this whole area is about to break off from the rest of the world.

I find the remains of an agent.
Something terrible must of happened to them.
They have been turned into a powder.
I carefully collect the tiny crystals into a test tube.

I am going to try and restore them.

This is all that remains of them.

They need some water, its like they have been totally dehydrated.

They start to grow back to life……..

Last night THE SLEEPER and THE MULE sat me down at a table in a white room.

They kept passing me pieces of paper covered in graphs and maths.

They were asking me question after question about the data.

I was wired up to one of their machines.

If I got an answer wrong they gave me an electric shock.