Captain Stone peers down at his watch noting that there where still an hour before sunset. Looking backup towards the Prisoners caged in the 100'x100' make shift detention center, the Captain addresses them from his podium. "When your prison number is called, you will follow Lieutenant Draelis to your assigned transport." The 400 or so prisoners held up in the make shift camp are being fenced in by razor wire and 15' tall fences. The unhappy lot, peer to Captain Stone awaiting further instruction. The make shift camp was ratty in every aspect and living conditions had been poor. A few probably even looked forward to their new housing.