“Why have you been watching us?” Peter asked as he and Angie sat.
Grandmother Brigit turned her head towards him, her eyes still unopened. “Because that’s what we do, Peter. We keep an eye on the Dark World so we can fight against it and protect thems that are threatened by it. We take in the survivors and teach them how to fight back.”
As she said this, Grandmother Brigit pointed her trembling hand towards the long building Peter had seen earlier, from which some of the people in modern clothes were coming and going.
“Survivors? I don’t understand,” he said.
“There’s always some who get touched by the Dark World but ain’t taken by it. Their lives are forever changed because now they know it’s real. They can’t just go on pretendin’ it ain’t so, and they’s usually filled with anger and
