Carina's POV -
"The lights needs to go off." I suggested. "We need to find a wire and server. They will never see us in darkness."
Noah stopped and turned to stare at me. "That's a brilliant idea. The lights off."
"We need to find the fuse box." I said. "The large one."
"I can't find any." Drake poured out his frustration.
Without wasting much time, we hurried through the stairs.
"Police! Don't move! I'll shoot!"
We ran as fast as we could. We were almost at the stairs doorway when the taller officer appeared in the stairs' open doorway, in a shooter's stance, the barrel of his gun pointing at us.
"Oh, we're screwed." Drake blurted.
Luckily, I had ran up the stairs doorway before the officer could appear and went to dressing room to change.
After transformin
