[Funkduder]

After about half an hour of traveling East, Michael and Altiel were tired enough to drop where they stood, but they didn't knowing that they would be either found or buried by the weather. Up ahead, there was a warehouse. "Finally! We have shelter. Let's rest here for the night," Michael suggested to his friend as he led him on. Opening the door, he found a gold mine for those in supernatural studies. It was a library. Book shelves could be seen everywhere if one were to look from the cat walk that was the only interior trait beside the walls that made the place a warehouse.
Closing the door behind him, the sound of wind ceased, but replacing it was the sound of gunfire coming from below the ground. Michael looked around, securing the immediate area, before seeing the manhole in the 'closet' at the center of the house.