Cold.
It was a cold and cruel world.
Red's eyes scanned for anything that would tell her otherwise. Her brain screamed at her what her heart fervently denies.
Blood.
This was blood. But whose blood it was she didn't want to know.
Ari understood immediately what happened inside Dorothy Cane's apartment but even he himself couldn't believe it. They had teleported safely into the apartment and the cat jumped out of Red's jacket immediately to inspect the anomaly of the place.
His hand curled into a fist of rage.
'This isn't real. Dear spirits please give us a sign that this isn't real.' He wished as hard as he could.
His brother ran immediately to inspect the vicinity. His eyes darted from corner to corner, hysterical and desperate.
"Granny Cane?" he called from the rooms that had been left unlocked.
"Dorothy, where are you?!" Ari shouted as well.
Nothing. There was no response at all.
