"Let's split up and search."
As soon as they entered the four-story office building, the group discussed and agreed. None of them objected as splitting up meant whoever found the food first could sneak a snack.
After everyone nodded in agreement, a man with a tattooed face quickly ran up the stairs with a knife, carefully searching room by room on the second floor.
Parting from his companions, the surrounding air became much quieter, and the tattooed man became more alert.
Tap, tap, tap~
His footstep echoes heavily in the air, causing an oppressive feeling.
Squeak~
A dust-covered door was pushed open. As expected, there was nothing inside. The tattooed man was already ready for this outcome. After casually sweeping his eyes around, he exited the room.
The once quiet office building became lively with their arrival, there were rustling footsteps and voices upstairs and downstairs.
He faintly heard two people having a conversation on the first floor.
