The next morning I woke precisely at 0600, my body automatically adhering to the strict military schedule despite having only spent one night at the outpost. A quick glance at the reinforced window confirmed the day had already begun outside—the harsh frontier sunlight casting long shadows across the compound. First order of business: mess hall for breakfast.
After a brisk shower that alternated between scalding and frigid with military efficiency, I changed into my Mythos Academy uniform.
