While Vreta had limited information on the event going into the Cradle, it did not take long wandering to find the location of the disturbance. All he had to do was tail one person walking along the sidewalk and he was led right to it. He stuck to the shadows in an alley, but even from a distance, he could see the flurry of activity surrounding a specific building. It looked to be an office, rather than a warehouse like many of the other structures, and was about five or six stories tall. There were people, especially soldiers, all around it. There were guards, barricades blocking off sections of the street, and plenty of other compelling reasons as to why Vreta was [i]definitely[/i] not going to get inside. He did see other civilians in jumpsuits much like his heading in and out of the front door, and usually, bluffing his way into restricted areas was a fairly reliable option for him. However, in this case, he felt that he was a bit too tall, and a bit too scaly to blend in among the exclusively-Human civilians moving around in the area. 

Lacking the option to blend in plain sight, Vreta instead looked around for other options. There was too much activity for him to see much on ground level from his angle, but looking a bit higher, there was some obvious damage to the building itself. On the top floor, there were many broken windows that drew his eye, though his attention was soon drawn to some even more curious observations. While less obvious than busted windows, there was also some noticeable damage to the [i]outside[/I] of the building. His first thought was that someone might have tried to shoot up the place from the outside, but if that was the case, there would probably be damage to the windows on more than just the top floor. Not to mention, the marks on the exterior did not look quite like they came from weapon fire. Not projectiles, and especially nothing heat-based. He wished he still had his bionic eyes to zoom in on the marks, but from where he was standing, it looked like there were many small, piercing marks. By the way they were arranged, it was almost like something, or many “somethings”, had climbed up the side of the building. This was getting interesting…and stranger by the minute. Whatever was going on, he needed to be cautious. 

Approaching the building was not an option, but if something had climbed up, or down, the side of the building, then it would have had to have come from, or gone to, somewhere. That meant there could be evidence of it somewhere outside the perimeter the soldiers had set up: something he could potentially find. Vreta ducked back into the alley and decided to try and move around towards the side and back of the building, steering clear of the perimeter, to see what he could find without being noticed.