Damian 's chauffeur, Hugh, had a lot of requests, but this was probably the strangest one. He sat back in his seat, relaxed, and read the newspaper. It was nice to be out in the middle of nowhere around the trees, but Master Damian hadn 't exactly given him any instructions on what to do while they were out there, or how long he would be.

He liked his job, and he was good at it. He liked being a driver. He often had moments of peace throughout the day where he had time to think to himself.

Birds chirped. The rasp of wind blowing through the trees, and then '

The sound of sirens split the sky, and Hugh jumped out of his skin.

The newspaper shook as he dropped it over the steering wheel to look out to the forest.

Alarms blared from the white building in front of him, while dishevelled, people in soaking white lab coats ran out of it screaming, some tripping over themselves to get out and away as fast as possible.