"Tell me again," Nikolai said as he stared at the abandoned house in front of him. "Why do you have a hideout like this one here?"
"Good question," Lucas grinned with pride. "I have a habit of finding places to sleep if I have nowhere to go. You can guess how it started."
"That took a sad turn," Nikolai turned to the archeologist. "This is not a luxurious mansion, but we can protect you better here," he said and noticed that she was looking left and right.
"They are close," she muttered. "I can hear their giggle. Their obnoxious giggles are getting closer."
Nikolai frowned because he couldn't hear anything, but it was not the time for doubts. They walked into the abandoned house and found that the inside was spotlessly clean, unlike the outside.
"You did not expect I would sleep in a dirty place, did you?" Lucas grinned as he walked toward a fridge and opened it. "I have a lot of food here, too," he showed them.
