I am safe for a time. My notions of master espionage shattered, I was dragged by a Kryptis patrol inside Heitor's Gate, ostensibly to be presented to Heitor herself. Ignaxious—see Field Report 2—observed my presence and ordered I be released into his custody instead. The patrol leader resisted initially, insisting Heitor's orders were to deliver any detainees to her directly, but after a few moments of silence (during which I can only assume Ignaxious appealed to him telepathically), the patrol leader's resistance turned quickly to acquiescence. Recalling his ambition and loyalties, I deceived Ignaxious, posturing as a high-ranking member of the ward with valuable information. He believed my fabrications initially and enthusiastically secreted me through a series of portals to a location secure enough to question me at his leisure, telepathically. I believed myself quite strong, mentally, and my Astral Ward training did help, to a point. But as the questioning became increasingly spirited, my façade cracked. Soon Ignaxious discovered the truth, and no questioning technique wounded me as much as his final words: "A research lackey turned ineffectual mole. Feed it to the rabble." —Operative Selly