You and Serra exchange a final nod of understanding as the Seeker patrol's footsteps echo ever closer. With a swift, fluid motion, Serra activates the cloaking device, and the world around you shimmers and fades into translucency.
The seconds tick by with agonizing slowness as you and Serra sprint across the open space, your movements now invisible to the patrols. The maintenance tunnel entrance looms ahead, a dark, dank opening that promises a descent into the bowels of the Seeker complex.
As you reach the tunnel, the patrol rounds the corner, their mechanical voices clanking and whirring as they bark orders.