The Hive

Dex stood at the bottom of the silo. A large circular room that went straight upward to the surface. Built into the sides of this circular dormitory were dozens of custom living spaces.

Darsi studied him while he took in his surroundings. Her comrades were still on the 10th floor, trying to pick up what remained of their shattered pride. Dex had taken on the offensive pillar also, facing the ICE of the best Hive had to offer. It was a beat down of epic proportions. "This way, Sexy Dexy."

"What's this Da Vinci thing mean?"

Darsi pursed her lips slightly. "Da Vinci was ahead of his time. That's what it means; a step ahead of everyone else." She pointed to a round door that looked like it had recently been painted blue. "This is you."

"The door's round… Did a hobbit live here?"