Outside the hospital, within the surroundings of the dark grey blocks, the pedestrians and residents had been evacuated urgently. Only empty neighborhoods and houses remained while the crowds that had been dispersed were held back outside the separation lines. They looked on at the private hospital in the center from afar.
On top of a building, several people who were in charged stood on the edge of the roof, issuing commands while on-site.
One of them wore a white suit and looked as if he had just walked out of a ball. His platinum hair was combed out with a layer of hairspray. When the afternoon sun cascaded on it, layers of light were reflected faintly.
"Logan, how are the arrangements for each aspect?" asked the man quietly.