Chapter 77 The Quiet After The Claws
- The night was colder than usual when Lucy and Daren reached the house.
- The snow had thickened on the ground, muffling their footsteps as they made their way past the frosted fences. The dim lamplight spilling from the window gave the house an illusion of warmth—a fragile comfort after the long, tense day.
- But something felt wrong.