Chapter 114: Sanctuary
We emerged from darkness into darkness, though it felt expansive, far from claustrophobic, and the moment we stepped out into that dark, the tunnel closing behind me, light appeared. Not sudden and overwhelming, but slow, like someone took the time to raise the house lights at the theater, revealing the large, round room where we stood.
Stone, the feeling of being underground, the touch of something that felt like fire, but no fire I'd ever encountered. Old, yes, but not ancient, though this place-wherever it was-had stood here for some time.
"Not our home," Damon said, "but repurposed to our use. This way." I followed him, Stella last, Henry silent on my shoulder while we exited into a corridor, down a hallway lined with doors. Sounds of activity made me pause, and I almost apologized to Stella, though she, I doubted, had ever in her entire being been clumsy enough to run into someone else. I imagined she had the reflexes of a lychos paired to a vampire, only better.