Once all of you walked out of Sasha's house, you noticed the sky was filled with nothing but gray clouds. It wasn't raining but everything about the weather felt gloomy.
You, Sasha, Levi, Connie, Armin, and Jean all made your way to Levi's black van parked in the driveway.
Levi got in the car seat, Sasha sat in the passenger seat while Connie, Armin, Jean, and you sat in the back seat. You weren't complaining though, the van was pretty spacious.
Once everyone got in, Levi pressed his foot on gas and started driving to Trost Institute. The atmosphere in the car was pretty uneasy. Everyone seemed on edge, including you.
You looked over to your left and spotted Armin's hands shaking. Out of everyone, he seemed the most tense.
You brought your hand down to his and gently squeezed it. "Armin relax, you'll be ok." You reassured him.
"Easy for you to say, you're used to doing things like this." He replied.
"And? That doesn't make me any less scared. For now, don't think of this as a mission where we're destined to kill, cause it's not. All we have to do is break in, get Mikasa, then leave. It's that simple, and hypothetically speaking, if something goes wrong, you'll have me."
Armin's worried expression turned into a reassured one, his hands stopped shaking and a small smile appeared on his face.
The rest of the car ride was pretty quiet, no one spoke a word. After about an hour of Levi driving, you all reached your destination.
You looked outside the car window and saw a gigantic building, taller than any other building surrounding it. That was Trost.
Levi parked a couple blocks away from the prison in order to not make things seem suspicious.
"Sasha, do me a favor and open the glove compartment." Levi said. Sasha did what he asked and opened the glove compartment, revealing four syringes filled with Propofol, four walkie talkies, and four fake ID's.
Levi took them and handed it to you, Armin, Jean, and Connie. "The ID's were a last minute thing I thought of just in case something goes wrong." Levi informed you.
