This life again
Even the little bit of acquired magick I've obtained is made useless here.
Quill opens the double doors, looking both ways, but he steps in, holding out a hand to me. I follow, straining to listen for any sound of life.
Lip is the last one in, and he closes the door softly.
Our footsteps are the only thing that makes noise, and I frown.
"Where is everyone?" I say, just loud enough for Lip and Quill to hear. Quill is on high alert, Lip pulling something out of his inner coat pocket.
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