Stepping down the stairs, he encountered a passage resembling an underground subway in NW.
A white man with a hook nose was waiting at the entrance for Brian.
Brian gave the passage a few glances and was speechless.
It seemed like these organizations all liked to dig underground, not fearing earthquakes or collapses above; truly nothing new.
"Brian?"
The man with the hook nose eyed Brian skeptically, not understanding how such a pretty boy could go directly to the laboratory.
That place was the most tightly secured area of the Night Demon Organization, where even internal members generally only went when they needed to receive mutated organ transplants.
Brian nodded curtly, "Yes, it's me. I'm in a hurry, please make it quick."
The man with the hook nose stopped wasting time.
Both took the subway first and arrived in a sealed room.
