In a secure briefing room filled with somber-faced officials, the Earth Team recounted the events at the compound. Caleb, his usual brash demeanor subdued, explained how they had apprehended the white-haired teen and the subsequent suicide that left them with more questions than answers.
"The fucker offed himself before we could get anything out of him," Caleb reported, frustration evident in his voice. "But he said we're qualified for the UAG, so I guess we passed their twisted test. We've got three days till our ride to the games shows up."
The officials nodded, processing the information. One of them, a high-ranking military officer, addressed the team. "Your actions have not gone unnoticed. The council has already been informed, and preparations for your departure are underway."