Atticus was all too used to the surreal feeling that comes with teleportation already.
As usual, the complete pitch black darkness only lasted for about a few seconds, and when he felt it was safe to open his eyes, Atticus's eyelids flickered open.
He had been expecting a change of scenery given the fact that he had felt as if he had been transported, but was a little surprised to see that he hadn't even moved an inch away from where he was standing before.
The massive black terminal was still in front of him.
He swiftly turned his gaze backward, and seeing that all of his division members were still around, he let out a large sigh of relief.
'Thank goodness. I almost thought I'd go bankrupt,' Atticus thought. But not even a second passed when he suddenly felt a foreboding feeling,
'Shit, not this again,' he thought.
