*****
Nora looked around the alleyway feeling at ease by its familiarity but confused about why Arwin had chosen to teleport to that specific place. As if reading her mind, he spoke up.
“This is the only place I know around here; when you teleport you have to picture where you want to go in your mind.”
They looked at the door that Nora could tell had been broken open after their leaving. She stepped away nervously and then began leading the prince away from the house, not wanting to confront the new occupants.
As they stepped onto the sidewalk, it was clear that nothing had changed since they left. The vacant streets were still littered with dirt and the area around them was barely lit by the evening sky as the cables for the street lamps seemed to have been damaged or stolen again.
