The only sources of light were the streetlamps that bordered the park pathway. Everything was at a standstill and quiet. So quiet it sent a chill down my spine. The air had grown cool, menacing. A more than gentle breeze tussled my hair, played with the flaps of my jacket. We stood side by side, staring at the looming fortress. Just the sight of it gave me goosebumps. I wanted nothing more than to turn right back around, but I was determined to see this through. Dustin shifted uneasily beside me. “Are you sure you want to do this?” I nodded slowly. “Positive. Let’s go.” We crept toward the lab building, as silent as mice. Dustin led me around to a side door. He took out a shiny gold key he had somehow managed to steal from under his father’s nose. The door opened with a soft click. We stepped into some sort of utility room. Brooms and buckets cluttered the floor. Other cleaning supplies filled the shelves. I pushed my way through the junk, reaching out to open yet another door.
