Rex backed away, shaking his head. He glanced around to look for some other explanation but found he was alone in the woods. While he couldn't really speak to plants, could his heat be useful to them? He tucked the idea away for later.
He climbed out of the pit and hurried to the side of the old Victorian-style house. The peaks of the roof were covered in snow. A porch wrapped around the ground floor like a ruffled skirt. A simple wooden door with flaking white paint stood at the center of the porch. There were no cameras or sensors he could see nor movement in the windows.
He'd have to chance just going in the door. At a touch, the door opened and revealed a dark stairway going up and a hallway leading deeper.
That strange chill settled at the small of his back. The front door should n
