From the restroom, where Nero was standing, he could not see the hallway. Nevertheless he felt the sudden shift in the energy in the room, and time seemed to flow down as he saw the expression on his roommates change. The casual nonchalance changed into surprise and horror, which was immediately followed by great vigilance.
Before Nero could inquire about the situation, the smell hit him like a sledgehammer. The raw, metallic tang of blood could be both nauseating and debilitating, but none of them were inexperienced.
Anthony and Felipe raised their weapons and eyed Nero once more, seriously assessing him for any dangers.
"We need to alert the guards without attracting too much attention," Anthony had only begun to say when the ear piercing, blaring fire alarm turned on. There were alarms in every room, and larger sirens in every hallway to ensure that the noise could not be ignored.
