Questions in the Dark
Rose leaned closer, her voice little more than a whisper. “Did you ever find the keys for those?” she asked nervously, her hand brushing against Arthur’s arm. Arthur shook his head slowly, his confusion obvious. “No,” he muttered, almost annoyed at himself. “I forgot to ask Dalton before he left.” The thought hung in the air like a warning, both of them realizing at the same time that something behind those doors was moving.
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