"Alright, let's go with cage number three then."
Since Casio said so, Olay didn't beat around the bush. He casually took out a pen he was carrying and circled it on his notepad.
Immediately, the group started to walk towards the distant bunker. On the right side of this semi-circular fortress protruding from the ground, a spiral ramp leading downwards appeared. At the entrance of the ramp, dark-clad agency officials were guarding, each with bulging firearms strapped to their waists.
Following the spiral ramp downwards, the four people quickly arrived in a spacious hall. The bottom part of the cage was even larger than Casio had imagined, at least half the size of a football field.
Paths extended on both sides, leading to unknown destinations.
Halfway through, a youth took over as the guide from Olay.
Olay, on the other hand, headed towards the direction of the laboratory.
Swiftly pushing the door open.
