The black-light luminescence cast a strange aura on the surroundings of the large, bunker-like chamber. The room could easily pass as one of those control and command centers the Brits used during the Battle of Britain to keep from being bombed into the next world by the Krauts. The large hall could also pass as an air-traffic control center in more current times. Both locations were windowless and claustrophobic, both dank and chilly.
The place…a secret, somewhere near the small city of Waycross in southeast Georgia. The facility, also a secret, was one level underground, two feet above the water table, the very nerve center of the National Mob Alert System Agency…PROUD, STRONG and a KEY