Please be okay. B-3. Alex thought. I’ll try to get to you soon.
Please be okay. B-3. I’ll try to get to you soon.As he stood facing the strange building, he caught a sulfur scent on the air, just as he had when he and Bartholomew had first descended into the Swiney’s underground home. Where his best friend was now trapped.
“I don’t know about this place, Alex. It’s freaky.” Gwen hugged Bloodhound, her green eyes scanning the moonlit structure.
Alex nodded. He got what she was talking about. Since his last visit here, B-3 had told him a lot about the oddly shaped Casa Batlló. “That’s why it’s nicknamed House of Bones. But that’s just the façade. You should see inside. All kinds of inspirational lines. Wavy ceiling. Mushroom-shaped fireplace. And see the stained glass? Full-on cool.”
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