"The anti-government group used this place to hide for over a century, but after someone reported it, they got evicted after a fight broke out approximately 15 years ago."
Dunn said, the elevator speeding deeper underground.
"Walls ripped apart, and what could be taken have long been gone."
BUuush-
The elevator came to a halt at the same time his words ended, revealing the other side of the slums. The base of the protectors.
"And after that, it was just abandoned." his serene and peaceful expression became twisted at the sight that unfolded before their eyes.
All over the place, police, nowhere to be seen, heroes standing by, leaving his family and friends to get trash-talked and treated as servants by the survivors, only making a move when the abuse gets out of hand.
Dunn's expression fell.
They stood behind a two-story building made out of pure wood, observing his people get bullied, and amidst the clammer, a group of three stood out the most.
