Dr. Rebecca Lumiere

I'd prefer only hardened veterans conduct the search.

She winces at the continuing fire alarm.

We don't need any more rookie mistakes.

Cass cringes, and Lamier knows for sure that security is in Sector 8.

And if she had to guess, the team is not made up of Foundation veterans.

She mentally prepares herself for the shitshow to continue.

Where are we with the fire?

She asks.

It has been chased into the recreation wing, Cass says, holding out his hand.

Lamier frowns, then realizes she's still holding the tablet and hands it back to him.

Cass nods and immediately starts scrolling.

The latest report is that the fire is trying to bargain for screen credit on its latest script.

We have tried to tell it that it doesn't write scripts because it is made of fire and burns everything it touches.

It told us all to fuck off and then asked for a phone so it could call its agent.

Did you give it one?

A phone so it could call its agent.

Um, doctor, the fire is delusional and does not have an agent.

Yes, Cass, I am fully aware of the fire's delusions.

I was on the original research team when it was brought here.

Give it a phone.