An Internal Investigation

[mimifearthegn]

It had been a month since the first portal had been found - in the Clerk's Ward, all too close to the Festhall. Sasha had been giddy at the prospect of seeing a new place, and happily followed Tavia and the others in. The giddiness didn't last long.

The red skies, the oppressive atmosphere, the "converted" Festhall. . . it was a nightmare. And she couldn't shake the thought - if she could travel to this "Red Sigil" and return, then couldn't they do the same? How many of them might there be in the Cage?

The many strange badges she'd heard tell of didn't make her feel better.

She spoke with a few other factors, and eventually the factol about her concerns. She needed to know: were there any of them in the Society? Gathering intelligence for the other Sigil?

In the past week, she'd started calling people to her office - seemingly at random. A sensate who had recently gone out of town; another who had been quietly working in the private sensorium this past month; they received invitations to drop by Factor Sasha Andor's office for some wine or tea.