We went through a number of similarly featureless corridors and rooms — I won’t bore you with the details, they were thoroughly uninteresting. Eventually these gave way to some labs, which were not very interesting either.
Then we rounded a corner and ran into another person, the first we had seen since entering the maze of officy dullness. A Lokant, male, relatively young. He wore a blue coat and carried some indecipherable object, which he was referring to with such absorption that he did not appear to notice the group bearing down upon him.
Not that there was anywhere for us to go to escape him. He looked up a moment later and I braced myself for interrogation. But to my relief, he seemed as oblivious to our presence as all the others we had seen. He looked straight through us, starin
