Someone is alive in there?
Blaze tilted his head when he saw a man peeking out of a window. As if that weren't strange enough, the man had a beer can in his hand.
The person wasn't alive; he was living in luxury.
However, the thing that interested Blaze most was the badge around Voss's neck. Someone who worked at the institute was certainly a valuable asset.
He smiled, but Voss couldn't see it under the chitin mask. From his side, it looked like Blaze was marking him as a target. Technically, he wasn't wrong.
Voss backed away, shutting the window. He was terrified of what he had seen and wanted to escape. The question was… where?
Just because the undead weren't inside the facility didn't mean every place was safe. The director's office was by far the safest place for him.
In his weakened state, he couldn't lift the table or the cupboard full of awards. Potted plants and everything small were the only things he could lift. All of which he promptly dumped on the doorstep.
