No one was going to hassle a granny on his watch.
* * *
Deirdre led Ollie and Stitches ever further into the gloomy innards of the building where, thankfully, and much to their unending relief, they hadn't seen anything untoward for the last few minutes. The greeny/blue glow did seem to be becoming ever more intense, though, and every now and again the silence that'd descended was shattered by mournful cries and plaintive shrieks that didn't do an awful lot for their sense of wellbeing.
Eventually, they came to a junction and turned left, and not ten feet later Deirdre stopped. To her right was a door and on it was a faded sign that read `SUPPLIES.'
“I think this is where we need to go,” she said. “It's where I'm being drawn to. The pull seems to be getting stronger.”
“I wonder what's
