One at a time
Gary’s little yell was strong, it was a powerful shout that seemed to come from deep within the belly. So loud that some might have thought that he even had used a microphone to shout that loud. If the high schooler had been in his right mind, he would have also noticed that this yell was incredibly loud, but he only cared about one thing at the moment.
His little war cry had done exactly what he had expected it to do. Soon he could see several people come out from the containers inside the warehouse, and they were now all looking at the intruder.
“Oi, some of us are trying to sleep! Can somebody please take care of this masked idiot? How the hell did he even manage to get in?” One member complained, as he was still groggy from the rough awakening. Those that had just been chilling, had come here expecting to see a good show.
It was just one person, after all.