Whispered words escaped me before I could clamp my mouth shut. “How could we do that?”
“If you want to know, come with me,” Danny answered.
Struck silent by fear—or was it excitement?—I could only nod and follow Danny out onto the street. He led me into an old industrial part of town, stopping at 451 Far Heights Road. The building there had been abandoned for years, judging from the fading graffiti on its brick walls and grass growing through the meandering cracks that ran across its empty parking lot.
“This place gives me the creeps,” I said.
That's only on the outside,” Danny said. “Inside—well, let me just say that knock-knocks are just the fringe of a new world you're going to discover. That is, if you can get past the entrance exam.”
“Entrance exam? What's that?” I grumbled.
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