It was a beautiful night in New York City. The sun was setting it was going to be a nice night. Not that Owen would have known that. He had work to do and this corpse was not going to sew itself. It was possible to do that but the results were always messy. His current patient was not exactly happy to be there. The living corpse was currently missing an arm due to the subway which hid the lab. No one ever came to the old abandoned subway platform by Central Park. The city had forgotten about it,so the Underhills had taken the platform as a hiding spot for the compound. No one quite knew how deep the tunnels went in New York so it was perfect. There were constant people getting killed so the bodies just came rolling in. Owen had taken the zombies to Hart Island,the local Potter's Field in the city to collect some bodies. No one seemed to care about bodies going missing in the mass graveyard. So Owen was able to take his small boat and come back with a whole stack of corpses.
"Gahahauhuh"The zombie moaned as Owen sewed an arm onto the open stump. "Oh be quiet you. It's your own fault for walking near the tracks. It will be done soon. "Owen said as Moe and Bob,two of his mummies, carried the bodies into the modern looking walk in freezer. The room looked like it belonged in Anciebt Egypt with its altars and hieroglyphics on the wall. The illusion was broken by the modern tools all over. Owen had added a more modern touch to the area. Once the arm was on,Owen smiled and walked from the blood stained table. He had research to do but something told him to just go out on the town. He should go for a walk or something. With a quick look at his currently prepared mummies, Owen turned to leave. He was wearing a tight black shirt and jeans since those were easier for him. As usual,he looked down at his arm to see the name Abel on it. He was both worried abd excited to meet the man. It was his chance to be normal. He just needed to find the guy.
Owen walked out the door with the ghosts in tow. They had been following him for now. "Master... you can't leave... you have work to do!" One of the moaned as Owen snuck out of the lab and onto the fake platform. "I'll be fine and it's not like they are going anywhere. I still Need to test the new batch of winged monsters but that can wait. I need to just go walking. You all are welcome to come. " Owen said as he pulled out a blue tooth earpiece. He figured he could talk to the hosts without the looks from other walkers. To them it would look like he was talking on the phone. Owen pulled out a weathered copy of Grays Anatomy as he walked. He could walk this area blindfolded. He knew he would be safe.