Sure? Let's go." Sidney replied. Tony nodded and they both got up and headed inside of his house.As Sidney walked behind Tony into his house, she got ... bad case of the chills. She wasn't sure if it was just the AC or how weird Tony was acting.He opened up his basement door and started down the steps, motioning for Sidney to follow him.She reluctantly followed him down into the dark basement, where she could hear the whir of the AC and all of the pipes from the house. There was a single bare. I really don't like the way you push us around. I just wish you weren't right all the time." Catherine finally gets all of her building anger out with one last breath. "We'll restart our search in the morning." She sinks down to sit on the rock."You two get some rest." I tell the Protectors gently. "I am good for another couple of hours."They both agree. Besides I don't want to sleep and have to talk with anymore spirits who are looking out for me.I scan back over our trail, with the moonlight. In the distance, the door opened for a brief moment than shut again. They walked to the entrance together, where a dinner cart waited. On the top shelf was a silver platter holding two sandwiches. One of them was roast beef—Eric’s favorite. He didn’t know what the other was, but he assumed it was Hannah’s preferred choice. Beside the platter were two wineglasses and a bottle, a clear nudge towards procreation. In front was a note card with elaborate handwriting. He lifted it between two. After a few moments of quiet glances I whistle and call them to me. Unsurprisingly Growlithe reaches me first, it does evolve into Arcanine after all, but Poochyena hops up at my leg and calls at me. Wagging his poofy tail and letting his tongue hang out of his mouth. Growlithe just stands there and watches. Well, I guess it’s clear who I’m studying first. I kneel down towards Poochyena and pet it’s head. Poochyena sits down and I continue petting it, working my way off his head and down his.