"Fuck! We are trapped in here." Gwent cursed. On this side of the door, there was not any biometric lock or combination for Ryan to try to open it. It seems Ashish was very vigilant when it comes to this building which made their curiosity to peak to the heavens. Indifferently, Ryan called Strange ones more with his hand comlink but his face was drained of blood the next instance. The connection in this building was cut. Their only option now if they wanted to get out of this place was to find where the real lock was.
"We are truly trapped guys." Ryan confirmed and sat on a working table which was made completely of a refractory transparent glistening glass. He lit up his cigar and took a puff before releasing a ring of smoke.
