"Where's my old friend?!"
Adrian was in a good mood today.
As he walked into the musty tunnel, he was completely unaware that he was actually about to face major trouble.
"I heard he's in the loading room," Azhar said with a shrug, staying by his side. "He seemed very anxious."
"Is that so?" Adrian was somewhat surprised. "My friend doesn't strike me as an impatient person."
Chatting along the way, Adrian arrived at the entrance of the loading room; everyone entering had to wear a gas mask, and he was no exception.
After putting on the mask, the door was opened. Adrian walked in first, leading the way into the loading room.
"Old friend!"
A person wearing a gas mask came towards him, arms outstretched.
The man spoke in English.
Adrian did not recognize the voice.
As he was still puzzled, suddenly there was a noise from behind.
He whirled around to see someone standing behind the door, staring at him, pointing ahead.
"Who are you?"