The facility was located next to a cliff. Surrounded by magick, not many people would dare to venture into this part of the mountains. If they did, they would start to see fog and then would slowly lose their way. All supernatural beings were aware that humans would die inside this foggy area. And since this area was very cold, their bodies didn't rot.
Matthew looked at the second body that he had seen tonight.
The stories in the town outside this place weren't just stories. Everything was real.
Humans who would venture inside the fog died.
Unbeknownst to them, this was because the place was a facility where Trillium imprisoned their criminals underground.
Matthew just stood there for a few seconds. His senses were on high alert as his adrenaline spiked.
"Everyone's in position…" a voice came from his earplugs.
"Stand by," he said.
