Part 5

They follow their friends through the small park into dusty old town, ancient buildings partly damaged by the neglect and overgrown by large plants. There's nosaleses howling somewhere in the maze of narrow streets and wind whispers in the broken windows. Marcel stops at every corner to check, his ARX-160 ready as he checks. They run across several crossroads, one had a well in the middle, complicating running. They made it to the other side of the old town and came across very wide street. Two busses lay on it's side in a middle of the road, several cars surround it, some burnt. As they pass, Sebastian saw a skeleton in one of the cars, sitting behind the wheel with head leaning against it. He stumbles on a crater, hidden inside the large bush of weeds.
"Everything alright, Sebastian?"
"Yeah, I'm fine."
"Okay, then we got to move, the club is only 50 meters away."
He jumps up again and follows them, watching his front. There's death everywhere and they walk in a middle of it.
"God I hate to walk outside between those dead, gives me creeps."
For Sebastian's luck they made it to the large building with windows boarded up. Old neon sign lights the front parking lot.
"Open the door, it's me."
"Password?"
"Sturmfeuer."
Makeshift door is unlocked and pulled open, light floods out from the open doorway, lighting the park across the walkway. They walk in and the doors are closed again behind them.
"Good to see you back, Marcel."
"As always, Janno."
Guard behind the makeshift machine gun pit stretches his hands and yawns, the pit used to be the box office to the night club, now it is a gate to small trade area lit by colorful LED floodlights, neon lights around pillars and at the edge of the ceiling and dim yellow light bulbs hanging from the walls built by someone who has some electrical skills, soft mellow music comes from the speakers mounted high on the outer walls.
"This is our trade center, Romeo helped to build it. There goes stairs to our living quarters."
"Nice place, you had settled in quite nicely."
"Awesome, thanks. We don't have much room left though."
"That's alright, we have our own place."
"Don't worry about it. I'm sure we can fit you a room somewhere. We can always make storage somewhere else, the place isn't finished yet."
"That is great, so we can stay here. Hey Oliver, are you comfortable to go back alone and tell the boss."
"Tell him this is your safe hideout to expand the search area."
"Yeah, I can do that."
"Okay. I go talk to the guards and get you a pass code."
"Cool."
"Okay then, you can go when you want, I'm not forcing you go. But the boss may get worried."
"I know, right? Anyway, I get going, it's quite nice place here, Shin."
"Thanks, see ya soon."
Oliver walks back to the front doors and guards let him out, one of them tells him the code:
"It's "sturmfeuer", don't forget and don't tell anyone who doesn't need to know okay. You know?"
"Yeah. Of course."
"Okay, open the gates!"
Guard takes his position as the large doors are opened again and Oliver steppes into the night.