There was a low beep, and the door clicked open. Conner entered first, then waved Julia and Link through. The laboratory was long, at least a hundred feet by thirty. Nothing this scale existed above ground, so they had to be in a basement. Discrete frosted-glass screens split the space into three; the section farthest away held the hulking torus of a fusion reactor. Next were three MIs, each different: one cube, one sphere, and one twisted plate. These were more of the Generation One systems Alice had told her about; seemed the president wanted a few unregulated minds close at hand.