Grace blinked as she walked back onto the bridge, looking around she saw nothing. She took a deep breath, sure that the others would find her eventually. She walked along the path, the dim lights guiding her footsteps. Rounding a corner she heard shouting, “Grace! Damnit, she never listens. Don’t go into strange doors.” She smiled as she recognized Hunter’s voice, he sounded so worried about her.
She walked towards them, keeping her footsteps quiet in hopes of sneaking up on them. She stopped a few feet from Hunter, listening as he continued his tirade. “All she had to do was not go into the damned door! Who knows where she ended up!”
Grace cleared her throat, “It was strange, but I met someone. I think they would technically be my uncle?”
Hunter whirled around and stared at her with
