Hey…you. Look Up…

Keep track of your tools, even the simplest of instruments can be invaluable in unforseen consequences

Due to a number of location securing failures, all Operatives are ordered to report for mandatory occular resequencing for colour standardisation

At first it appears targets and effects of the Breach are entirely random. However, system detects a skewed increase in the disappearance of weaponry and ammo. Perhaps an indicator of hidden intent behind the seemingly random

Camera feeds are a vital asset against the Breach. Their protection is paramount, all interference should be traced to its cause without hesitation or risk loosing everything.

Report. Keep Reporting. Report Everything. There is no failure in report, only failure to report.

Light is bent as it enters through the cornea and lens. As a result, images projected onto the retina at the back of the human eye are upside down.

note: R&D Request a dozen Operatives be selected for occular inversion therapy to test effect of alternative perspectives on Operative Performance.

The act of returning from death is a miracle, perhaps divine. Therefore reporting such an potential Breach poses the question of does an operative have the right to play god in that fashion. Is it not morally reprehensible to end a life when it can be preserved? Fortunately Operatives are not tasked with monitoring philosophical quandaries and so may continue to report unabated by morality and its weight of responsibility.

Doors are flakey, sometimes open to you, sometimes not, Windows too. Walls get in your way and stop you moving forward. But the floor is always supportive, Always there. Even after being trampled on it remains unwavered, holding you up from below. Don’t forget the floor.

Shape-Memory Polymers in self healing screens are still in very early experimental phase. Look after your monitor as Screens do not fix themselves.

Ever get the feeling you’re not alone, the inexplicable sensation of being watched. The weightless pressure of eyes bearing into you, watching every move, gazing into your soul from behind a stack of boxes. The slight warmth of breath caressing the back of your neck accompanying the sour musk of another invading your personal space. That’s Compliance Inspector #013, Do not socially engage.

Wow, you made it all the way here and are still reading. Impressive. Control rewards you with advice to closely watch the angle of the laptop screen and the two monitors on the terminal. They are tricksy little breaches.