Sirens started sounding outside. Someone must have set off a silent alarm. "You're surrounded!" a policeman called out. "Come out with your hands up!" The people inside couldn't see, but there was a man in black standing behind the speaking policeman who had actually sent the police there to get his hands on 'supernatural evidence'.
Inside, Dillon rubbed his forehead with both palms. "Well, can't go that way," he said. "Well, we could, but we'd have a lot of people to murder..." He started looking around, then spotted the boss's office. "Maybe there's a secret passage through there." Sonic dashed up and opened the door, allowing Dillon and Phoenix to see inside.
The manager was a fat man, possibly in his late 50s and clearly worried by the presence of the people who'd just knocked out all his security. "W-what do you want?!" he asked, terrified.
Inside, Dillon rubbed his forehead with both palms. "Well, can't go that way," he said. "Well, we could, but we'd have a lot of people to murder..." He started looking around, then spotted the boss's office. "Maybe there's a secret passage through there." Sonic dashed up and opened the door, allowing Dillon and Phoenix to see inside.
The manager was a fat man, possibly in his late 50s and clearly worried by the presence of the people who'd just knocked out all his security. "W-what do you want?!" he asked, terrified.