It was 02:30 a.m. Most of the base was asleep, save for those who were on watch duty. A six-man team of elite soldiers moved sneakily, even though they did not need to.
They broke into a house numbered 17 in the third wall, using a secret tunnel that only a handful of people knew about. Inside, the Gadriel family was asleep, adults and children. None expected any trouble or danger.
A faint hiss filled the room. Colorless, odorless gas that acted quickly. Within seconds, the Gadriel's lost consciousness in their beds.
One man checked the vitals of the Gadriel's and gave the others a thumbs up. "We can move now."
The Gadriel's were thrown over shoulders and carried into the tunnel. Meanwhile, five more people joined the six-man team and started packing up all the property the Gadriel's had come with to Fortress Four.
The people and the luggage were all loaded into a truck which rolled out of the gates at exactly 3:00 a.m.
