WHAT: FINALLY! A PLOT!
WHERE: THE WHOLE FUCKING BASE
WHEN: RIGHT NOOOOOW!!!!
Red lights dropped down from the ceiling and started to flash, painting the world an ominous crimson. The speakers crackled, and an indifferent sounding voice suddenly echoed throughout the entire base.
"Warning. Warning. Dangerous energy levels detected in the Fiction Gate containment zone. All base personnel please proceed in an orderly fashion to the nearest exit to evacuate the premises. Warning. Warning. Dangerous energy levels detected in-"
The message repeated over and over in a loud drone. You would have to be in a coma not to hear it- voice was loud enough to wake the dead.
In a random corridor, Draco dropped the book he was holding and clapped his hands over his ears. He glared balefully at the flashing red lights- they never had anything so obnoxious in the wizarding world.
"What the bloody hell is going on?" he asked the corridor at large.