Rick didn't have time to enjoy the notification.
Loud, coordinated shouting echoed from the main stairwell. A massive patrol of heavily armed Oversight agents was marching down the hall, heading straight for them. There were too many to fight head-on.
Rick grabbed a set of keys off the dead mercenary's belt. He scanned the hallway and spotted a heavy, grey metal door marked 'Supply Closet'.
He unlocked it quickly. He grabbed Rachel and Victoria and shoved them roughly inside the cramped space. Rick stepped in after them and pulled the door shut, locking it from the inside just as the patrol marched past.
It was pitch black inside the closet.
The space was tiny. It was filled with plastic mop buckets, heavy brooms, and shelves of industrial bleach. The three of them were pressed tightly together.
