I felt a flicker of recognition as my eyes fell upon the cluster of small warehouses stretched out in front of us. There were a few small streetlights above, the doors were the same color and style of those in Skylar's message, and the brick was the same mottled, faded pattern.
With renewed urgency we approached the first warehouse. Alexander indicated for us to be completely silent, not that we weren't anyway. He put his ear against the metal garage door, then shook his head as he took a whiff of the air. The buildings were small and we passed two more before we heard a loud roar coming from the warehouse across from us. The roar was quickly followed by a yelp of pain that all of us recognized at once.
"Skylar," I breathed.
My quiet exclamation was drowned out as Gabriel lunged towards
