They had parked a little away from the abandoned docks as they didn't want to be seen straight away, and have to deal with the situation up front. The SUV idled in a pocket of shadow created by the large storage buildings; engines breathed softly and the world felt wide and distant. Inside the car, jackets creased under tense shoulders and every quiet movement sounded larger than it should.
Still from where they were, once they turned behind one of the large storage buildings they could see all of the containers and the countless people that were in the area. The sight was like a frozen storm, rows of stacked metal, bodies moving in small lines, figures picked out against the rust and the sky.
"That's more then what attacked us." Darno said.
His voice was small in the car but it carried. He wasn't surprised; the feel of the place had suggested that this was more than a simple grab-and-rush. There was weight here, planning, preparation, presence.
