Chapter 50 A Final Warning

• We walked through the towns where almost all the buildings were closed shut and there was very little movement. Walking, I tried to remember everything that happened during the night and an odd feeling of failure. How had The Raven known we were going to be coming? Maybe we erred, left something that revealed everything we had in mind? Or was there some little factor lurking behind these rival conjectures? I knew he had a hint of our movements, but we had been extra careful this time around, taking all the necessary precautions.
• My thoughts were cut short as we arrived at what was, indeed, a long decaying church on the old outskirts of town. The stones with which it had been built were eroding, vines grew on its outer surface and painted glass windows that used to sparkle were broken.
• Chase stared at me dubiously. “A church? Really?”