“I suppose you have a point,” said the second vigilante. “Let’s go back up to the top floor. The Doctor will want to know that Rubberman’s brat sidekick hasn’t shown up yet.”
The first vigilante nodded and the two of them started to ascend a nearby staircase to the upper floors. I started following them, but quietly, of course. Not that I needed to move particularly silently. The bear-masked vigilante was a heavy guy and must have been wearing boots of some sort, because each one of his steps on the floor was loud enough to drown out all other sounds. Even his friend’s footsteps were inaudible due to the noise made by him.
Less than a minute later, we reached the end of the hallway on the second floor, where a final door stood. The bear-masked vigilante unlocked the door and held it open
