Rob felt an undercurrent of tension seeping into every corner of the arena as he passed through the corridors. Hushed whispers and harsh mutterings filled the corridors, creating an atmosphere akin to a volcano about to erupt. He could already feel it affecting him already.
Turning around the corridor, he came face to face with the door of the women's locker room and halted his steps. For the first time since he took over the women's division, he felt a bit hesitant to enter. It wasn't apprehension per se, but there was a subtle sense of anxiety in his heart. He didn't know what awaited him behind those doors and for a moment, it made him pause.
