Gabby winked at him, and his heart was racing.
Did the man mean to call him that, and did everyone know it but him?
God.
He was so freaked out.
“What do you see?” Ian asked.
The three men stood there. Right past the rubble, there appeared to be another hallway, that must have been original to the castle.
They’d been right when they believed the dimensions to be off.
They were.
The castle went beyond the crypt, and likely had been a secret way in and out.
“Darkness,” Michael said, shining the light into the opening.
The cop beside him didn’t like this.
Not.
At.
All.
“Well, how could this go bad?” Finn asked. “What if there’s mold, bones, and more ghosts?” he asked, not believing those words even came out of his mouth.
That was proof of how insane all of it was.
As for it going bad, they all knew.
The ceiling could collapse, there could be some archaic booby trap, or they could fall through the floor. At this point, anything could happen.
What they did know was if Duncan walled this off, he would likely not want people wandering around in it.
Right?
“Do you see anything other than darkness?” Ian asked. “Asking for a very curious man who needs to know.”
The men watched as Michael pointed the light at the back of the corridor, and that’s when the light landed on something.
“I see something,” Gryphen admitted, “but I’m not sure what.”
He wasn’t sure if it was more debris or something left there.
They might have to investigate, and that was theLASTthing he wanted to do.
What he’d hoped was the wall would come down, and there would just be a pile of bones.
Was that so much to ask?
Of course, this was going to involve something far more like taking a trip down the dark corridor to god only knew what.
The three men inside the corridor had to make up their minds, and do it quickly.
Gryphen was staring at the ceiling, and making sure it was safe enough that they wouldn’t have the whole thing come down on them.
