The Middle Wall.
The lower levels of Ward was in chaos, but over a completely different reason.
The powerful sound of an explosion resounded from the enclosed steel walls of the secluded passage way. Dim, downcast red light light bathed the wall, and the sounds of blaring alarms filled the air.
Marks and scars of battles drew a macabre path of destruction.
Standing half naked and shirtless in the narrow underground hallway carpeted by the dim crimson hue of the red light, Huey held up a struggling guard by the grip of his throat.
"Khh-!!" It was the same familiar gaurd who had periodically visited and tortured him with his collage right from the first day.
Now he was struggling painfully and panicking with tears in his eyes, as he had Huey's powerful fingers wrapped tightly round his neck, strangling the living daylights out of him.