Preparations

"Well hello there. I hope you both are having a good time." A man in a leather jacket looked at both of them holding the knob of the door.

The boy nodded with a neutral face. "We are good. What do you want?"

The man in the leather jacket, David, had a sour face. "I have come to see what you were doing. Everyone has already fallen asleep disregarding their safety. Forced by circumstances, I was turned from a squad leader to a watchman."

"There needs to be a change in life." The boy shrugged, then remembered something and asked. "Where is Owen? I haven't seen him since morning. Is he even coming?"

"He… I don't know him. You are from his squad. You would know better."

"I was just asking."

The old man calmly got up and walked up to David. "Why did you accept this mission?"