I closed my eyes and tried to compose myself. There would be time for grief but I had to find my sister. I had to save her. I managed to get myself to...my feet and groaned loudly as I made my way passed a wooden wall and supported myself against it as I looked out into the rest of the house. It was small and by a fire pit a blonde woman stood stirring a pot and humming. “Where am I?” I spoke out.“Oh you’re awake, you startled me!” The woman spoke as she turned to me. She must have only been a. Indeed Jok seemed to the mirror of this man, whereas the guide was taciturn to the point of rudeness the head porter was jocular and loquacious and ready to laugh. Even so Hawk knew that Jok was as tough and demanding as the hunter beside him. Yet they were as close as brothers and trusted each other with the familiarity that only years of experience can bring. The Scotsman grunted to himself as they rode back to the camp where the others were. The man looked at the blonde muscular giant next. Chief Kostowe went in first, and held the door open for Lenore. Her eyes took a moment to adjust to the cool dark interior. When they had, Lenore saw that there was thick dust everywhere, the accumulation of years of sanding and paint overspray.The smell was a little odd, too, she thought, slightly sweet. Just then a word came back to her from her high-school Chemistry – aromatic. The smell was from aromatic hydrocarbons, the paint thinners and various chemicals in autobody paint. Lenore looked. ‘Don’t, it’s… okay Daniel. Stay here.’ He looked at me with unreadable expression, and sat back down, still slipping his arm away from mine. For as much as I wanted to deny it, my subconscious pouted at the lost contact. But only for a split second, because his arm went around my shoulders and rested there, pulling me closer. He was inventively watching the TV, but I could swear he wasn’t really following the story. Feeling a bit awkward and maybe a bit guilty, I rested my head on his.