WARP Corp.'s treatments of its new employees has downgraded over the last few years. Outis was one of the lucky ones; she was in the last employee orientation group before budget cuts started to whittle down their training funds until team captains were better than the actual trainers themselves.

When seeing gore smeared across the WARP train floor's every day, Outis knew that wearing her heart on her sleeve wasn't something she should ever do. But she couldn't help but feel a twinge of sympathy at watching the new employees struggle.

Outis was like them, once. She supposed she had to assimilate them too.