The technicians walked to the far end of the bridge and through a heavy door with a fusion-reactor warning sign stenciled onto its white surface. Alice caught the door and slipped through to find herself on a new bridge that spanned another hall equal in size to the one she’d just crossed. This was built to house nothing but machinery; several enormous fusion reactors filled the space, their torus’s connected to a collection of power cables that crossed the floor and entered the wall of the scanning room. The room crackled with an insistent background popping, and her hair lifted with static electricity.