Fulton's Plan

"Wow, this place is huge," Greg said, with his eyes focused on the gigantic building, and his pupils sparkled. He pointed at the structure, his hands on his sides, his eyes wide open. "It's like a gigantic factory or something."

"It's actually multiple buildings put together," Fulton said, pointing at the giant towers above us. "Each one has a different purpose, which would be too many to count, just to spare you the details."

Greg didn't seem to listen, or he did, but he was too amazed to look away from the building. The car parked at the gate of the entrance, which Fulton took no time in getting out.

I quickly rushed after him, with Greg right behind me. All the bodyguards in the car did the same, and stayed within close quarters with us.

We walked towards the gate, and it opened once the camera laid eyes on Fulton.

After that, the bodyguards slowly began to disperse like fluttering feathers, and soon enough, it was only us three.