A legion of sloths could be seen trailing behind a single man. The monsters that were considered an unstoppable calamity were behaving.
Tons of serious MTA soldiers guarded the perimeter. They were extremely diligent, for they knew the catastrophe that the sloths could cause. But when they saw Josh, they lost all composure.
"Holy fuck. Please tell me I'm dreaming."
"What do you mean? Is there something behind….what the hell?!"
"Quick! Sound the alarm and—"
"No, look! This guy is the VIP that entered a few hours ago!"
"What are we supposed to be doing?!"
But that's when the man in front waved at them. He had a calm smile and showed no sign of being in any danger at all. "Sup, guys. Which way is D-23 again? Just point toward it."
