章節 38: Cargo

"Follow me," he said, as he ran through the lobby. We immediately attempted to follow him, yet I didn't know he was essentially as quick as a cheetah when it came to running. The lobby resembled metal walls, and the floor was painted with dark tiles, with dark markings on them that gave this corridor a shocking inclination.

Obviously not the most ideal inclination by any means.

Out of nowhere, we were directed to a lift community, with two lifts and one button.

"Thus, how precisely do you have any idea where the Armonk is?" I inquired. "Did the tactical give you folks the area of it also?"

"No, yet I'm the one in particular that knows in the FMA," he said. "Furthermore, obviously the TSA knows also."

A lift uncovered itself from us and we entered. Now you know how you have your floors introduced to you to pick.