The situation at the walls was getting out of control.
The Developer anxiously scanned the dozens of live security cameras at various points along the compound's borders, watching in astonishment. A pit formed deep in his stomach as he waited for the rest of the leadership team to show up.
The door slid open and the Doctor strode in, still peeling off his latex gloves from the lab. "What's going on?"
"You tell me." He nodded at the screen.
The Doctor stepped further into the room and peered at the camera feeds. "Most curious…" he murmured to himself, rubbing his chin.
Before the Doctor could hazard a guess as to what was causing this behavior, the door whooshed open again and the General stamped through the threshold. "Some of us have plans in the evening, you know."
"Some of us might be better served by doing our jobs," the Developer retorted, motioning at the display.
The General took one at the security feed and barked, "Why wasn't I informed of this sooner?"