Clara waited, making sure not to rush the placement. She removed two small metal plugs, not letting her skin touch the tarnished rock. Then she covered the plugs with several thin strips of what looked like tan paper, wrapping each tight in several layers. Then she pushed each wrapped plug into the gray goo, a third from each end, and packed everything deep in snow, covering the plugs and the gray putty.

Now she was on a timer. The rest had to happen perfectly. There wasn’t time to waste.

Clara dug her way through the snow, approaching Ultramax Rocky Penitentiary.