"Move out!" Leo commanded, his voice echoing through the alley—low, heavy, and laced with an unmistakable edge of authority. A chill ran down their spines as they moved in perfect unison.
The team flooded out of the alley in a tight, disciplined formation, each man moving with precision. Rifles raised, they advanced toward their target—a secluded building that, at first glance, appeared completely unremarkable.
The graffiti-streaked walls, rusting metal shutters, and boarded-up doors gave it the look of an abandoned structure, the kind of place people ignored, assuming it had long been deserted. The stillness surrounding it only reinforced the illusion—it was the perfect cover. A ghost of a building hiding something far more sinister.
That eerie silence was shattered in an instant.
