Max and Spartacus move within the guise of the bushes, taking slow, steady steps to avoid being detected. The number of guards significantly increased, making it hard to go about normally.
Police patrols would walk back and forth, carrying oddly shaped stick like weapons in hand, roaming in pairs as they scour the area.
There were also those people in hazmats moving around, going in and out of the building, arriving in large white vehicles which they never saw move through town.
“What’s with all the security? I thought this was a hospital?”
His friend says, eyes growing wide at how tight the security was. From the back doors having guards, to the windows on the first floor being locked. Some even had curtains covering the insides of each room.
They had been going around for hours now,
