Conner half carried, half dragged her past the humming 3D printers and along the corridor to a large red door, Link padding behind. He tried the handle; it was unlocked. They slid into the studio. The stage and camera stood to one side in front of a green screen while the right, out of shot, was a complex mixing desk. Julia remembered the night of Six-Thirty when the president breached all terrestrial broadcasts to show the destruction of the Capitol Building.