Nicky twiddled his fingers in a goodbye. “Toodle-loo!” Without giving Wes a chance to say otherwise, Nicky sped away into the night. Despite the pain in his legs, Wes went to bed with a massive grin on his face.
* * * *
“Voilà!”
“Is this the place?”
“It is indeed. Cool, right?”
Wes leaned forward in his seat and squinted through the windshield. He and Nicky had just driven forty-five minutes outside of Duffer Springs to what looked like the set of a horror movie, sans the legions of congregating burnouts and metalheads that smoked outside the premises. It was a single building, possibly once used for logging, but now sat as a decrepit mecca for the dregs of society. One of the four walls was starting to bend due to water damage and neglect. The forest of trees that encircled it had en
