Brian's brows wrinkled. Quitely he went over to the office's door. He slowly pushed open the vegetation covered door. It was not locked but it issued a slight squeky sound as it moved. Brian enter the following office and looked sideways. He saw that the arrows he previously shot were nailed on top of the wooden table in the room.
He frowned slightly. At this time, he heard subtle sounds of a movement from the opposite office.
His eyes flashed. Suddenly he took out another arrow from the quiver and it instantly shot past the slim wall. It took less than a breath of time between him reaching the arrow and shooting it. Suddenly a suppressed whisper of pain came from the other side.
