An angry sign hung on the fence. It read: “Danger, keep out.” I had to have the address wrong. Why would they hold our classes here? I wandered along the exterior looking for any signs of life… or afterlife. I thought about phoning Clarissa, but she had already made it plain to me that the location of my class was the only information she was allowed to share with me. I walked past another gate when I noticed it didn’t match the fences around it. It was made of gray steel and looked like it had been recently installed. There was a piece of yellow paper taped to the door. The words “This way” were written on it. Checking around me, I pushed open the latch and swung the gate open. Still surprised that it had opened, I stepped inside and closed the gate behind me. There was still a chance this wasn’t where my class was being held and I was walking inside a crack den or an evil villain’s hideout. I could see it now.
