"Behold, apartment 206," Sven announced, spreading his arms wide as if he were unveiling a five-star suite.
The group stood outside a plain, slightly run-down mid-rise building that looked about as normal as anything in this city could. Faded brick, grimy windows, flickering hallway light - nothing screamed dangerous lunatic or unhinged mutant.
Which, to Nadya, was already suspicious.
They followed Sven up the creaking staircase, every step moaning in protest, until they reached the second floor. It was quiet. Too quiet. The kind of quiet that made Nadya's nerves prickle.
Still, if Kai and Sven trusted whoever lived here... maybe it would be fine.
'As long as it isn't some psycho,' Nadya thought, shooting Amina a sideways glance. The girl was sticking close to her, chewing her lower lip like she knew something wasn't right.
Kai walked up to the door at the end of the corridor like he'd done it a thousand times before and knocked three times. "Hey Lenny, we're back."
Silence.
