Delaney followed Sophia down the rest of the stairs and through the archway back into the large room that she had been in with her before so long ago. She recognized the earthy scent mixed with the faint smell of herbs and smoke.
The walls were still lined with the overfilled shelves of books and other things although now they seemed a bit dustier than before. The three wooden tables were still sitting in their row but the farthest table was bare save for a few empty bottles.
Her eyes went to the last door in the row along the far wall. The one that Luna had appeared from that terrible day. It stood open and the room beyond it was dark.
