[littl3chocobo]

he looked around for the camera controls, he remembered coming across them as he was going over the blueprints for the proto-tower, one-hundred-ninty-seven cameras sixteen in use. he found them quick enough and turned them all on. he slid into a chair and rolled to the dashboard. he typed in each non-room channel until he found the right one, he could see the last technician descending the fifth-floor stair. he looked at the timer on his watch. two minutes. if he left now he would not be able to make it back up until three minutes after the report was due but it would be nine minutes until he could get down there if he stayed. he cursed to himself, he did not want to use the force-feed but he had no choice. he rolled his chair over and laid the small box he had in his jacket pocket on the main console, it was only the size of a memory stick but it was smart enough to complete complicated tasks with few if any errors. he hoped today would be an error-free day. he flipped the toggle and let the box load then he typed up a comand and waited eight seconds for the box to give a beep. he was in. quickly he tasked the box with running each of the diagnostic reports and pull up the readings from three reports ago for tower one and five for tower three. finally he set the timer to run the task plus give an accurate reading of tower two and to send all the information at exactly noon. he rolled the chair and checked the cameras, the other was on floor two now. he leaped from the chair and threw himself into the elevator. he knew stairs would be faster but he felt the adrenaline shot wearing low so he did not risk it, he had a hostage to take.