Aroon moved under the gazes of everyone towards the surveillance room. Everyone already knew the general layout of bunkers. After all, they were the exact same copies.
"He is returning to do that again," Mark couldn't help but sneer, "this time I'll enjoy my well earned time of rest and won't help anyone... Do you hear me?"
He said it out loud while closing up his eyes. Catrine harrumphed and turned to follow Aroon while thinking Mark was simply pathetic.
He shouldn't have provoked her in such a way. If he kept his mouth shut, she might have forgotten about him.
But he, in stupid way, just reminded her of him. And now he couldn't escape such a fate no matter what.
She wasn't the only one to follow Aroon. The three girls moved with Oliver and one of the fallens they rescued from before; Mod.
The group left after Aroon, who reached the room first and faced a small problem.
"Damn! I still don't know how to operate this!"