Carl crawled his way across the roof; his steps slow and careful hoping he would not go plummeting through the rusted and torn roof of the warehouse.
"How are you walking so easily?" Carl glanced over his shoulder, watching as Brent walked so carefree.
"Because my fall won’t be deadly." Brent glanced over the edge of warehouse, taking notice of the distance between them and the ground.
"True."
Carl found an area where he could set up the little equipment they could carry with them.
"A.J is still circulating the perimeter." Brent informed.
"Good." Carl noted. "This shouldn’t take long."
"And what is it that we are going?" Brent asked, wondering as he waited just a few feet away from the target. "I can hear them."
"Who?"
"Jason. Chris. Kareem and....Lucifer." Brent snarled; his eyes
