POV: Asher Murray
I was at my office when it happened again. Flashes, images, sounds and smells beyond my human capabilities, defying any comprehension, images of an attack, claws, hissing, ghouls in the city, fighting, screaming, Takamori to my side, about to get hurt.
I put the pen down.
I look outside to the seemingly calm city as I push the chair back and put some distance between me and the table, standing and grabbing my coat to the side, and as I adjust the lapel I put a finger on the call button at the phone on the table, and once one of my soldiers answer my call, which doesn't take long of course, I say:
"There is an attack in the city, Grey Circle sector 8, gather our soldiers to protect the area. Tell the Black Tigers to meet up and stay by until I arrive."
