Four Keys
“Welcome to the building. Save the boy.”
Nikola heard the words distinctly, but there was no one around. She tightened her grip on her backpack strap and turned back to the message board in the dimly lit průjezd. The passage was chilly and darker than it should have been, as if the winter afternoon light had stopped at the threshold and refused to come further.
Nikola heard the words distinctly, but there was no one around. She tightened her grip on her backpack strap and turned back to the message board in the dimly lit průjezd. The passage was chilly and darker than it should have been, as if the winter afternoon light had stopped at the threshold and refused to come further.