And I shall fear no evil...
The flight of stairs felt rickety and unsound. Every step felt as if it would give way beneath his feet as the pair made their way up to the second floor. A definite chill that belied the warm weather of the evening outside had settled in about them. Adam's skin crawled with goose bumps and he could see his breath on the still air. His companion however seemed unperturbed and oddly unaffected.
Arriving at the top of the stairs, he cast his eyes about nervously. Wallpaper, grey and washed out seemingly from long age, hung half peeled away from the walls and the wood railing and brass fixtures seemed tarnished and decrepit from decades of neglect. Ray's earlier words rang ominously in his ears.
"A rather advanced state of disrepair for having been untended for but year, don't you think?"
Swallowing hard, he cleared his throat and opened his mouth to speak.
It was then that he thought he could hear the muffled whimper of a child in the far room down the hallway.
Arriving at the top of the stairs, he cast his eyes about nervously. Wallpaper, grey and washed out seemingly from long age, hung half peeled away from the walls and the wood railing and brass fixtures seemed tarnished and decrepit from decades of neglect. Ray's earlier words rang ominously in his ears.
"A rather advanced state of disrepair for having been untended for but year, don't you think?"
Swallowing hard, he cleared his throat and opened his mouth to speak.
It was then that he thought he could hear the muffled whimper of a child in the far room down the hallway.