The sound of the heavy metal doors slowly grinding their way open behind Auriok was a welcoming sound and thankfully he didn't have to use his knowledge of the main arteries and veins, like if he was to cut or somehow rupture the aorta, whoever was his victim would be 3 beats away from death, while severing the femoral artery or the Carotid artery in the neck then minutes would be spared. Already the mob that surrounded him pushed their way past him, forgetting that he had a scalpel and could cut any of them, and into the public shelter and he couldn't help but get dragged along with the rest of the mob as their sheer weight pulled him in but once he was inside he was able to pull of to the side and look everything over.<br/><br/>The security guards were intimidating enough with the m16's they were armed with but they also appeared friendly as they tried to get everyone to calm down and under control, although it failed miserably on a few trouble makers, who were knocked out instead of shot to keep the crowd from panicking. Watching everything for a moment, he then quickly cleaned the scalpel of what little blood that was on it before returning it to its carrier and taking it in his free hand. Looking at all of the make shift corridors, Auriok stepped into the one at the far left of the room and waited for when it would be his turn at the check points he was figuring they were that, and would willingly give up his bags for a short time but he wasn't going to lose his tools.