'A weapon for the destruction of the Sabaid...' Lauritz kept thinking, as he walked through Hollowood's corridors.
The only problem with the enormous structure that comprised the prison was, that no matter how fast one tried to leave.
If they didn't take a lift in one of the electric automobiles that only a few guards had access to, they would have a hard time being able to manage their time.
And Lauritz found himself in such a peril this time.
Which was worse, even, was that the more time he spent walking and running, the more he thought about everything the warden had told him.
And all of that was making Lauritz's head spin as he walked.
