Rattling the door open, Taxi ran through the open doorway before slamming it shun behind him.
His heart racing, and his eyes dashing from one place to the next before finding the switch to the lights.
Throwing his hand against the door, it took a few tries until the lights flickered on, illuminating the plane looking room that is safe house number 1.
'Shit...shit...' Taxi cursed, pinching his right arm which has now become severely inflamed from the needle that landed on him. It looked normal for a long enough time, to the point that he somehow convinced himself that it was nothing but shock and that he will be all right. However, it started acting up the moment he exited the coffee shop and nearly threw him up from the portals that put him right outside the building to his safe house.
