“What the hell are you guys doing here?” Lyle asked, relaxing in front of me as he looked at the five other men in the room.

“We were given a letter to report here for investigating. Then the wall closed up on us.” I recognized the voice and looked around Lyle to see Ryder. He appeared to be sweaty ... all the men looked sweaty.

“Shit, stay back Ryder,” Lyle growled, shaking his head. “You are in pre-rut. All of you are ... what the hell happened?”

“Something must be ...